What I cut is real [entertainment circle]

He Nanfeng put on a sun hat and sunglasses, lifted his skirt a little, stepped out of the car on a small high heel, walked into the main entrance of the crew with a sun umbrella, and greeted the fans who were taking pictures with a smile.

"sister!"

After He Nanfeng strode far away, the young assistant of the attendant chased after him with a small bag: "Just visit the class, sister, do you need to walk through the main entrance with such a big fanfare?"

"Going through the front door is considered a big fanfare?" He Nanfeng slowly took off his sunglasses, showing beautiful almond eyes, and looked at the boy in front of him, "When you go home and walk the front door, your parents think you're making a big fuss?"

The assistant was speechless: "Uh..."

He Nanfeng brushed his hair back to his shoulders, the corners of his cherry-colored lips curled up slightly, with a loose but gorgeous smile: "Besides, I haven't appeared on camera for so long, someone must have missed me, I don't Let it out for them to see, it's very considerate."

assistant:"……"

Liu Ge was still filming, He Nanfeng waited in the lounge for a while, and then received the news that she said the work was finished, walked out with his mobile phone, turned a corner and just met Jiang Yiyue who was walking back, and held his breath.

Weird.

He Nanfeng also heard a little about the previous incident, so he knew the whole thing.She scratched her ears, looked away slightly, and saw Jiang Yiyue smiling politely as if nothing had happened.

When they passed each other, He Nanfeng stopped and turned around, "I heard from my friend that you performed well in the film crew and you are a good actor. I had some prejudice against you before, sorry."

Jiang Yiyue was taken aback, and blurted out: "Who said it, sister Liu or Chu..."

"Forget it, it's nothing." She gave up softly again.

He Nanfeng was puzzled: "What?"

Jiang Yiyue raised the corners of her lips, and people found that there was a slight dimple on the side of her face: "You are too polite, I am indeed not very likable, it is normal to have prejudice against others, you don't have to I apologize."

"It doesn't matter what others think, as long as you don't underestimate yourself." He Nanfeng relaxed his expression, his smile was a little lazy, but full of publicity, and looked pretty on his delicate face, "That's what I thought when I was hacked , share it with you."

Jiang Yiyue couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Thank you."

He Nanfeng glanced at her a few more times, and couldn't help but say, "Girls, you should smile happily, don't look gloomy like you were competing with a concubine from a deep palace like before. A lot of thought, you look much better when you smile now."

It was the first time for Jiang Yiyue to be praised by a fellow female artist for her good looks. She was a little embarrassed for a while, and wanted to be humble: "That's why Sister Nanfeng looks better when she smiles..."

He Nanfeng: "Isn't this nonsense, of course I'm prettier than you."

Jiang Yiyue: "..."

Oh.

When He Nanfeng was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard Jiang Yiyue's tone of voice, smiling and calling her to stop, flattering her so much that it made her skin crawl: "Sister, for your own good, I have a suggestion for you, Ben San's It's time to transform and discover some acting skills, don't always play silly white sweet, this type of silly white sweet is reserved for younger people, it's more appropriate."

"You...!" He Nanfeng wanted to yell back for a while, but couldn't yell, because she found that what this person said was so fucking reasonable.

Jiang Yiyue saw her look like she wanted to scold but couldn't, she thought it was funny, she put her hands on the side of her face, waved her hands, and smiled triumphantly: "Sister is gone, sister, play well."

Before He Nanfeng could figure out how to go back, Jiang Yiyue had already left, so he had no choice but to stand there depressed: "Damn, you really are not likable..."

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After a scene was filmed, Liu Ge and Chu Zhou sat cross-legged on the chairs next to them and ate watermelon. Seeing He Nanfeng sitting between them irritably, he puffed up his cheeks and exhaled.

"What's wrong, I'm so angry." Liu Ge gnawed on the melon, vaguely saying, "I don't want to eat melons."

"Oh, you are really... a female star, can you pay attention to your image?" He Nanfeng moved to Chu Zhou's side in disgust, but when he turned around and saw Chu Zhou was also eating melons, he was suddenly in a dilemma, and sat upright In the middle, with an irritable look on his face, "Can you two sit a little better?"

"You pushed yourself in and insisted on sitting in the middle." Chu Zhou raised his head, his eyes full of innocence, "What's the matter, I'm so angry."

He Nanfeng pouted: "I'm angry with someone."

Liu Ge smiled: "There are still people who can make you angry, that's amazing."

He Nanfeng didn't bother to reply, and saw the cameraman turn around when he was taking the sideshow, put his hand on Liu Ge's shoulder, raised Liu Ge's eyebrows: "The camera is here, come, we're here for business."

Liu Ge was puzzled: "What?"

"It's open." He Nanfeng took it for granted, and smiled mysteriously, "Don't you know that the two of us have CP fans? Give them candy."

"What a mess, go away." Liu Ge moved to the side, "I'm upright, I won't mess with you."

"You've changed. You used to be very accommodating to me, so I knew you had a man." He Nanfeng sneered at her dodging behavior, and then pretended to be unwilling, "Why, that stinky man's breasts are bigger than mine. big?"

Liu Ge looked down at her, and couldn't help confirming in a low voice: "...It is indeed older than you."

He Nanfeng: "..."

fuck you.

Chu Zhou couldn't help but let out a "poof", seeing He Nanfeng's gaze sweeping over, he immediately returned to his expressionless face.

"Damn it, you also have a man." He Nanfeng looked at Chu Zhou resentfully.

Chu Zhou: "..."

He Nanfeng decided not to make fun of himself, looked down at his phone, and then suddenly let out an exclamation, which startled the two people beside him.

Liu Ge: "What's wrong with you?"

"My microblog account posts regular microblogs, and I forgot to turn off location." He Nanfeng was in a daze at first, and then immediately comforted himself, "It should be fine, anyway, it's a trumpet account, no one knows."

"Trumpet?" Chu Zhou shuddered and reminded her, "Be careful, you will be touched by fans."

He Nanfeng muttered in a low voice: "It should be fine, I didn't post my own photo, how could they find it."

"That's not necessarily true. Fans are very smart now." Liu Ge wondered, "Why do you have a trumpet when you have nothing to do? It's unnecessary."

He Nanfeng curled his lips: "Let's play, the big account is managed by the company, what you want to post and follow has to be approved by others, if you don't open a small account, you will suffocate me to death."

Chu Zhou asked, "How many fans do you have in your trumpet?"

He Nanfeng: "Less than two thousand, there may be a lot of zombie fans, I don't know."

Chu Zhou guessed jokingly: "Then maybe some fans have already touched your account, and they just secretly followed it without making any noise. Otherwise, it is an ordinary private account and does not post selfies, how can so many people pay attention to it?" you."

Liu Ge kindly reminded: "Don't send any explicit words, and repost some that you don't have. It will be difficult to handle if you are found out."

He Nanfeng was a little impatient: "I didn't say anything explicit, and I just couldn't read Weibo. Even if I was discovered, there wouldn't be any black spots."

Chu Zhou asked curiously: "Then if you are discovered, what will you do with your trumpet?"

He Nanfeng didn't hesitate to think: "Of course the account has been sold and ran away. Even if it's not a black spot, it's still a small account if people know about it. With so many people watching, I can't do whatever I want."

Chu Zhou said in a deep voice, "...that's exactly what I said."

He Nanfeng suddenly asked him: "Chu Zhou, you should also have a trumpet, what is your trumpet, let's close each other."

Chu Zhou was a little embarrassed: "Huh? I..."

Liu Ge poked He Nanfeng with his elbow: "You think that everyone is as idle as you."

He Nanfeng poked back: "Oh, you woman..."

Seeing that He Nanfeng and Liu Ge were arguing and forgetting about this, Chu Zhou heaved a sigh of relief.

At the same time, in a corner of an entertainment forum, in a private group that gathered dozens of He Nanfeng fans, a person suddenly posted a screenshot: [After observing for a long time, I feel that I can confirm Nanfeng's sister's trumpet ...]

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"Swordsman Voting Certificate" was filmed in mid-September, and the finale banquet was over. After Chu Zhou returned home, he saw Fu Xun send a message saying that he would need to shoot for a while before the finale.

It just so happened that He Chun also gave him a holiday to let him rest for a few days, and Fu Xun was not at home, so he suddenly indulged, bought instant noodles and potato chips, locked himself in his room and started playing games.

The long-lost garbage life.

In the middle of the indulgent life, He Nanfeng also came over, saying that Fu Xun asked her to come over to pick up things, and she came just in time.

While leading her upstairs, Chu Zhou asked, "What is it?"

He Nanfeng replied: "Brother Xun said he accidentally bought too much skin care milk, so let me use it."

"Skin care lotion? Teacher Fu still buys this?" Chu Zhou was suddenly puzzled, then found a spare key from the drawer in the study, and went to open the door of Fu Xun's room.

He Nanfeng couldn't help feeling strange: "Why do you look like you haven't been in his room before?"

Chu Zhou replied casually: "I hardly ever go in, after all, he usually doesn't sleep in his own room."

He Nanfeng: "..."

I shouldn't have asked this question, and stuffed me with dog food.

Chu Zhou pushed open the door, and a human figure suddenly appeared in front of him, almost frightening him, only to realize that it was his own standing sign.

"Fuck, what is this?" He Nanfeng poked his head out from behind Chu Zhou, "Isn't this your advertising stand? I'll go, Brother Xun, go crazy, put this in the room."

Chu Zhou saw He Nanfeng's strange eyes cast over, and quickly explained: "Don't look at me, I don't know when he got this back."

"It seems that there are more than just standing signs." He Nanfeng walked into the room and stopped by the bookcase, "Aren't these your cover magazines? Why do you buy so many copies of the same ones?"

Chu Zhou took a few steps forward and looked over, and saw that on Fu Xun’s bookshelf, there were thick books like “Tao Te Ching” on one side, and his magazines with colorful covers neatly placed on the other side, as if a bookcase was divided into The two worlds are harmoniously combined without interfering with each other, forming a strange and quiet small world.

I don't know why, my mood suddenly surged like a tide, it was a calm and clear tide, and people couldn't help but smile.

"I'm convinced, there's a poster on the wall here." He Nanfeng picked up the bookcase and looked to the side, feeling involuntarily, "If I didn't say this is Brother Xun's room, I would have thought it was some fanatic of yours."

Chu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and when she interrupted his thoughts, he came to his senses and brought up the business: "What do you want to take?"

"I found it, it should be this." He Nanfeng opened a small box next to the bed, and couldn't help complaining, "Isn't this the brand you endorsed? I bought a box of these, what kind of 'accidentally bought too much' ’, I believed his nonsense, and I can’t use it up.”

Chu Zhou didn't listen carefully to what He Nanfeng said later, and in the end she didn't move all of them away, and went back with only a few bottles.

Chu Zhou continued to play games day and night, and the more he played, the less interested he became. He always felt so empty and empty that he couldn't fall asleep even in bed.

He missed Fu Xun.

When I was on the set before, my nerves were tense and I was highly concentrated every day, so I took time to think about it during the break.But now that he is free all day long, he can't help but miss him more and more. Playing games is just to find something for himself to do, but how can games dilute reality.

Before closing his eyes, Chu Zhou secretly made a wish. If he could see Fu Xun when he opened his eyes, he would consciously go to bed early and get up early, eat on time, and play games for no more than two hours at a time.

It may be because of the chaotic schedule these days, Chu Zhou didn't know what time it was when he woke up, but he looked out the window and was sure it was not morning.He took a shower in the bathroom, then went downstairs to look for something to eat, and when he was still in the middle of the stairs, he saw someone sitting on the sofa downstairs, and almost screamed out.

Fu Xun didn't know how long he had been back, and was sitting on the sofa reading a book.He seemed to have matured a lot, his face was tough and clear, handsome as a young man, his temperament seemed to have been quenched and sharp, buried under the calm and steady, hidden in the front, heroic, but not aggressive.

"Teacher Fu!" Chu Zhou ran down the stairs in two steps at a time, like a bluffing kid, and jumped on the sofa. Fortunately, Fu Xun was ready and caught him safely.

Chu Zhou touched Fu Xun's smooth face, a little strange: "Didn't you say that you will grow a beard for this movie? Where is your beard."

"I shaved it after I got home, it was too stinging." Fu Xun replied simply, and then pinched Chu Zhou's cheek, "Miss me?"

Chu Zhou sniffed, then kissed Fu Xun fiercely on the face a few times, his brows and eyes curled up in a smile: "Yes, Teacher Fu's beauty deceived me, and I couldn't leave without it."

Fu Xun raised the corners of his lips slightly, patted his waist lightly with his hands, and said softly, with indulgence and affection, "No one is right."

Not long after Chu Zhou was proud, he heard Fu Xun ask, "What are you doing at home these days?"

"Well, I..." Chu Zhou suddenly stammered.

Fu Xun snorted softly, pretending to be serious: "I saw the instant noodles and snacks in the kitchen cabinet. Haven't eaten dinner these days?"

Chu Zhou thought for a moment calmly, and asked seriously, "Do I have a chance to argue?"

Fu Xun looked at him expressionlessly, but his eyes were reluctant to become strict: "You have a chance to admit your mistakes."

Chu Zhou said honestly, "I was wrong."

Fu Xun: "Do you know that I am doing it for your health?"

Chu Zhou: "I was wrong."

Fu Xun: "You say that every time, you always have to be in charge of me to be obedient."

Chu Zhou lowered his eyes slightly, pretending to be guilty of his mistakes, wrapped his arms around his waist and leaned into his arms, kissed his chin, then up to the side of his face, and finally kissed his lips cautiously, Looking at him helplessly, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lower lip, and said softly, "Mr. Fu, I know I was wrong."

Fu Xun's eyes darkened, his breathing became imperceptibly heavy, his voice was lowered, and his emotions were hard to discern: "Here we go again."

Chu Zhou smiled, "Did it work?"

Fu Xun was silent for a long time, and slowly sighed, seemingly helpless, but also lightly smiling.

"...it worked."

Fu Xun's slender fingers passed through Chu Zhou's soft and thin short hair, supported the back of his head and kissed him, and lightly bit his lower lip with a sense of punishment, but he couldn't help but lick him away with the tip of his tongue. The slit of his lips penetrated inside, sucking while entangled, softly sliding against the sensitive palate in his lip cavity.

When he let go, Chu Zhou's fair face was already flushed, he lowered his head to see his bulging pants, and buried his head in Fu Xun's arms shyly.When Fu Xun saw this, he seemed to smile lightly, touched his face with his thumb, and rubbed his slender neck with his back fingers, bit the soft flesh of his earlobe with his head sideways, and said with a smile: "You miss me that much?"

"I..." Chu Zhou stuttered in embarrassment, couldn't say a word, and was about to get up and leave with a strong backbone, but was knocked down by Fu Xun's waist and pushed into the sofa.

Just as Fu Xun was familiar with untying Chu Zhou's pants, Chu Zhou grabbed his hand, his eyes were bright, as if water was about to overflow: "Teacher Fu, don't stay here, okay?"

Fu Xun had a half-smile on his face: "What's the matter, the curtains are drawn."

Chu Zhou whispered: "It's too bright..."

Fu Xun: "Oh, that's it."

Chu Zhou felt as if he saw a flash of bad intentions in Fu Xun's eyes, and wondered if he was hallucinating, but the next moment, he saw Fu Xun holding the tie that he took off on the sofa not long ago, and he couldn't help but start to deceive him. Eye.

"Wait, Teacher Fu..."

Chu Zhou wanted to push away, but was blocked by Fu Xun. After his eyes were blindfolded, he heard Fu Xun's low voice: "This is not going to light up."

"I can't see it that way."

Chu Zhou wanted to pick it off, but Fu Xun tied it so tightly that he couldn't tear it off from the front, so he had to untie it from the back.He felt that Fu Xun had left suddenly for a while, so he sat up and groped boldly to untie the knot at the back. As soon as he groped for an exit, he felt Fu Xun's breath coming back, and then grabbed his two wrists and held them together. In front of him, just one touch, and he was tied up by something.

"Teacher Fu!" Chu Zhou suddenly panicked, turned his head around, but couldn't see, couldn't move his hands, and looked like he was being slaughtered.

Fu Xun pushed Chu Zhou down again, kissed him tenderly on the face, and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm here."

"The one who has something to do is you." Chu Zhou bent his knees and pushed forward angrily, but Fu Xun took advantage of the situation to help him open a little, and his lips were blocked again.Chu Zhou was kissed in a daze, and before he knew it, he was led by the nose and subdued.

Fu Xun untied Chu Zhou's belt, pulled his trousers down to his knees, and pushed his top up, stroking his flat stomach upwards with his palms.He found that Chu Zhou was a lot stronger, probably because of tension, his abdominal muscles were tense, and he began to tremble slightly when he touched it with his hands. The curvature of his waistline was still perfect, as if there was infinite room for reverie up and down.

He couldn't help but cling to Chu Zhou's waist and kissed him. He seemed to hear a faint moan from his superiors, and moved his index finger even more, carefully licking the bite marks bit by bit. Extremely lingering.

Chu Zhou couldn't move and couldn't see, so he shook his body slightly to express his displeasure, and said aggrievedly, "Mr. Fu...itches."

Fu Xun got up, rubbed his hands from the waist to the waist behind Chu Zhou, lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, finally pushed Chu Zhou's clothes to the upper part of his chest, traced the outline of his chest with his fingertips, and rubbed ambiguously. Pass that point, and rub it around intentionally.

Seeing that Chu Zhou clearly felt it, but intentionally suppressed the voice in his throat, Fu Xun said with a deep smile, "Where is it more itchy?"

Chu Zhou was annoyed by him again, and wanted to wave his hands indiscriminately, but was pushed up by Fu Xun presciently and pressed on top of his head. Xun kicked him on the back a few times, and then gritted his teeth: "There are so many little moves, can you make it, can you hurry up...ah."

When the last word came out, Chu Zhou couldn't help changing his tone, because Fu Xun bit his chest: "It seems that I'm too used to you, so arrogant."

"Who is arrogant!" Chu Zhou retorted immediately, if he hadn't been pressed down by Fu Xun, he would have jumped up, "Who is the one who is tied up, I am obviously used to...uh..."

Before the word "you" came out of his mouth, Chu Zhou's lips were blocked by the other party's kiss again, and all the words were swallowed back again.After a while to let go, when Chu Zhou was panting, Fu Xun pushed his thighs forward, dipped his middle finger in the lubricating fluid on the tea table, and poked into his back acupoint.

It was pitch black in front of Chu Zhou, so he couldn't see anything, so he didn't have the slightest precautions about what Fu Xun was going to do, so he snorted softly out of nowhere.Fu Xun patiently explored the tight and soft acupuncture point with his fingers, and then touched a bump. Pressing it lightly, Chu Zhou almost cried out, and the semi-soft shaft in front trembled again and began to harden. .

"It appears to be here."

Fu Xun added another finger, and began to skillfully stroke that point back and forth.Chu Zhou couldn't help but let out a hum from his throat, sweat slowly dripped down his cheeks, his fingers tightened, and he grabbed the sofa pillow cover above his head.

Fu Xun held the stem of Chu Zhou's front with his other hand, and began to help him move it up and down.It was as if an electric current hit Chu Zhou's excitement point from his lower body. It seemed that Chu Zhou's whole body was tainted with lust. He moved, wanting to send himself to Fu Xun's hands.

When the third finger penetrated in, Chu Zhou seemed to have been shocked. He wrapped his legs around Fu Xun's waist, and the exposed skin was tightly pressed against the temperature of Fu Xun's body. Acting like a baby: "Fu... Teacher Fu..."

Fu Xun felt his whole body start to heat up, his breathing became heavier and his lower body became hard.He couldn't stop kissing Chu Zhou, from his face to his neck, like a thirsty man who lacked water, and he couldn't get enough.

Kneading that point with a few fingers, finally, Chu Zhou let out a sweet gasp in his throat, his head was let out from the play, and he got a hand from Fu Xun.

Chu Zhou collapsed on the soft sofa and panted, his forehead and hair were wet with sweat, as if he had melted after a round of exercise.

Fu Xun wiped the paper from the glass table next to him, then threw it into the wastebasket, smiled inaudibly, and teased: "You only use your fingers to come out, you kid can't live up to it."

Chu Zhou didn't have the strength to scare him, so he could only sigh lowly and curl his lips: "Mr. Fu...bad guy."

Fu Xun took off his shirt, raised it to one side, and bit Chu Zhou's chest.

"It hasn't started yet."

Chu Zhou let out an "Ah" in a daze, and his back acupoint was suddenly stretched open.

Fu Xun drove straight in and was caught off guard.The pain flooded Chu Zhou's nerves like a tide, and he couldn't help crying out, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.Before he got used to it, Fu Xun grabbed his waist, picked him up, and pressed him on the back of the sofa.

Chu Zhou's arms wrapped around Fu Xun's neck, the two of them faced each other, their breath was very close, and Chu Zhou's head could touch Fu Xun's head just by stretching it forward a little.And Fu Xun's hot and hard things were still buried in his body, as if he was nailed to the back of the sofa, making him almost breathless.

Then Fu Xun moved.

Chu Zhou's body was weak, and he lowered his head against Fu Xun's neck and groaned. Every time Fu Xun pushed deeper, he whimpered intermittently, his voice gradually became hoarse, and his crying became more and more serious.I don't know if it was pain or pleasure, but Chu Zhou's thighs were tightly pressed against Fu Xun's waist, and his toes were all curled up, unable to relax.

Fu Xun pinched Chu Zhou's waist with one hand, and kneaded his chest with the other. He straightened faster and faster, and his movements became heavier and heavier. It felt like it wasn't enough.

Chu Zhou was staggered by the bump, his hands were tied together and he couldn't grab anything, so he squeezed his fingers and begged in a low voice beside his ear: "Well...it's too deep...Mr. It's too deep..."

Fu Xun bit his earlobe, and still had the energy to find time to smile: "Didn't you think I was slow before, so let me hurry up?"

Chu Zhou felt that the cloth on his eyes was wet by himself, and he was so panicked that he couldn't choose what to say: "Well... I was wrong... Teacher Fu, I was wrong... Slow down... ah..."

Fu Xun really stopped, and whispered in his ear: "Okay, then I won't move, you can do it yourself."

Chu Zhou suddenly felt so wronged, he didn't have the strength to do it by himself, but a thick thing was inserted in the back, and it was uncomfortable to move, so he had to use his small arm to use the strength of Fu Xun's shoulder to lift his upper body up, but After struggling for a long time with no results, he was stuck in the same place without embarrassment, unable to move, so he begged Fu Xun again: "...I have no strength, Mr. Fu...you move..."

"Why are you so over the top?" Fu Xun was playing with Chu Zhou's nipples while nibbling on Chu Zhou's neck. Sample?"

Chu Zhou was about to be bullied to the point of crying, so he could only lie on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Move...you move..."

Fu Xun smiled softly as if he had succeeded.He came out of Chu Zhou's arms, hugged him, and turned him around.When turning around, the body of the column rubbed against the back hole, which made Chu Zhou hum.

Chu Zhou was pushed back into the sofa pillow by Fu Xun. Fu Xun attached himself to his back, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and thrust him back in a backward posture.This time the action was more serious, Fu Xun submerged the whole root, and pulled it out again, the pouch slapping the white buttocks made a crisp sound.

Chu Zhou's shoulders were pushed up and down, his groans were indistinct, and his tie was completely wet with uncontrollable physical tears. Seeing this, Fu Xun tore off his blindfold, and saw Chu Zhou's eyes hazy with water vapor. , in a trance for a moment, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him, eating all the water on his face.

After a while, Fu Xun stopped pulling and inserting the whole root, but buried it deep, and began to hit it slightly, which made Chu Zhou's back seem to be soft, and he could only lie on the pillow and hold back his crying, panting, as if he would not cry out. Voice is his greatest stubbornness.

Fu Xun kissed his shoulder, his voice was very gentle: "It's nothing, just cry if you want."

"Something happened!" Chu Zhou was out of breath, his face was wet, and he began to mutter unconsciously, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault... um... Take it easy, take it easy..."

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I don't know how long it took, but at the end of the work, Chu Zhou still cried. Afterwards, Mr. Fu hugged and coaxed him for a long time.