Under the Skin [Entertainment]

"Crack!"

"Okay, this one is over, and we congratulate Chu Sheng for finishing it!"

Chu Sheng rubbed his face, freed himself from the state of the show, and the assistant Xiao Qin who had been waiting at the side quickly stepped forward to put on a heavy down jacket that reached his ankles, and greeted the directors, cameramen and leading actors After that, he walked quickly in the direction of the RV.

When he got closer, he saw that someone was waiting for him by the car. He was dressed in a smart black suit and had a very respectful attitude. "Young Master Chu, Mr. Pei asked me to pick you up."

Chu Sheng glanced at him, not very surprised, just said "um": "Just wait for me first."

He took off the cumbersome costumes and changed into private clothes. When he got out of the car, he was wearing a loose, pure white cashmere sweater, with a pair of black jeans underneath, a knee-length black coat, and a camel scarf , looks thin and gentle.

When he saw the person waiting outside the caravan, he was stunned for a moment, wondering who the person next to him was, who obeyed orders and followed instructions so hard.

I told him to find a place where he could shelter from the wind and cold and wait. Whoever thought of it would just stand outside and wait.

In order to catch up with the show, Chu Sheng got up at five o'clock this morning to put on makeup, and continued to shoot until the afternoon. After relaxing, he was extremely exhausted. Climbing up the mountainside, a piece of light broke into the dark night.

When Chu Sheng entered the door, just in time for dinner, Pei Qingyang sat at the restaurant table and looked down at the newspaper.

He slowed down.

Even in such a homely scene, the man was expressionless.

When Pei Qingyang was expressionless, he was a little serious, and he didn't mean to keep a straight face. He had been in a high position for a long time, and it was inevitable that he had accumulated a lot of prestige. However, looking at it this way, his side face was sharp and angular, his nose was straight, and his eyelashes were swept away under his eyes. In the shadows, the lights from the ceiling hit his face, and he was so handsome that he looked retro.

This person is already 38 years old, and he is not confused about his age, but he looks like he is only about [-] years old, and he still can't take his eyes off.

He stood there admiring it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his business was not a loss, and he had enough self-comfort. Seeing that the other party didn't move, as if he didn't know he was coming, he put on a smile and called out softly, "Mr. came back."

While speaking, he pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him, Pei Qing didn't raise his head, "Sit here."

Chu Sheng sat down beside him obediently.

Pei Qingyang took his hand and put it in his own, squeezed it, paused and held it slowly, "Why is it so cold?"

Chu Sheng simply stuffed the other hand to him, "It's cold, cover it?"

Only now did Pei Qingyang see a little smile on his face, "How old is he, and he dresses like a middle school student, so he has the nerve to act like a baby."

Chu Sheng leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "I miss you."

The hands holding his hand became stronger, and the oppressive feeling brought a slight pain. "Who insists on going out to film in the winter? You can't even let it go, huh?"

Chu Sheng felt a little guilty, Pei Qingyang really held more and more grudges in recent years.

He squinted his eyes, looking pretty and flattering, "You didn't keep me very much back then! If you were more sincere, maybe I wouldn't go!"

Just at this time, Aunt Run came over to serve the food, and asked with a smile, "Master Chu is back?"

Chu Sheng gritted out his white teeth, "I miss your cooking."

This sentence is 12 points of sincerity. Compared with Aunt Run's craftsmanship, the box lunch of the crew is simply not for people to eat.

Pei Qingyang sized him up, "He's lost weight."

Then let go of his hand, picked up a porcelain spoon and scooped him a bowl of soup, "Eat first."

Chu Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this level has been passed for the time being.

After dinner, Pei Qingyang went to the study to deal with some things. Chu Sheng went back to the room to pack up the things he brought back, then changed into his pajamas and planned to take a shower. When he stepped into the bathroom, he paused and did not close the door.

Subsequent events proved that this decision was correct.

At the last moment when his consciousness remained that day, he heard Pei Qingyang whispering in his ear: "I won't be acting for the next few months, okay?"

Chu Sheng didn't answer in a daze, but he heard himself saying in his heart: If the gold master's father said yes, then of course it's good, and if it's not good, it's good.

It was already noon when I woke up the next morning, and the culprit went to the company. Chu Sheng struggled to get up from the bed, took a shower in the messy bathroom, took a shirt and trousers to cover his body traces, and then dangled downstairs.

When I went downstairs, I bumped into the butler, and the butler greeted him respectfully: "Young Master Chu, you're awake."

Chu Sheng actually corrected this title many times when he first came here, thinking that he is just a person who takes money to do things, and he is no different from them. Once, they agreed verbally, and the next time they called it the same, so Chu Sheng let them go.

The housekeeper here continued: "The master ordered you to cook chicken soup and porridge, young master Chu, drink it now."

Chu Sheng didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even said "Thank you." But he muttered in his heart, "You old man, why don't you make up for yourself after tossing all night."

While eating, Pei Qingyang suddenly called, and a handsome sleeping face lit up on the screen of the phone. Chu Sheng pressed the answer button, and Pei Qingyang's deep voice rang in his ears, "What are you doing?"

Chu Sheng casually dipped the spoon into the bowl, and answered concisely, "I just woke up, what do you think?"

A chuckle came from the receiver, "Get ready, I'll take you out for dinner tonight."

He said "Yeah." He knew it, and said a few words about not working all the time, paying attention to rest, etc., which were not nutritious but had to be said, and then hung up the phone.

Chu Sheng still felt tired after eating, so he went upstairs and lay down on the bed, rubbing his waist while reflecting on whether he was getting old, but it was just a one-time indulgence, why the sequelae were so severe, should he strengthen his physical fitness in the future, otherwise he would not Unable to cope with work, I fell asleep after introspection.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, he suddenly turned over and sat up, remembering what Pei Qingyang said, tidied up hastily, changed into a little more formal clothes, and got into the car that had been waiting outside.

The car parked steadily at the entrance of a gorgeously decorated hotel. Chu Sheng looked familiar. This hotel seemed to be owned by a friend of Pei Qingyang. It just opened a few days ago, and a very popular star was invited to cut the ribbon. The opening pictures were transferred to him In the circle of friends.

He didn't go in immediately after he arrived, because he felt that he came out in a hurry, and he was afraid that something was wrong, so he planned to go to the bathroom to tidy up first.

On the way to the bathroom, a man who smelled of alcohol was coming out of the bathroom. When he saw Chu Sheng, his eyes lit up, and a pair of fat hands hooked his shoulders. "Little brother, eat with brother." Going to eat? Seeing that your conditions are so good, my brother can make you a star!"

He shook his head with a smile, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "Boss, it's too late for you to say that, I've already been praised."

"Such a good condition has not been offered, which means that the person who praised you is not good!" The boss was hearty and not entangled. He patted him on the back and almost vomited blood for Chu Sheng. "So, what do you need? Call your brother, he will definitely help you! How about it!"

Chu Sheng didn't say yes or no, he just laughed. Seeing his attitude, the man slapped him twice as if he was addicted, and walked away laughing.

Chu Sheng went to the mirror in the bathroom to tidy up his appearance, but it was okay if he didn't take a picture, but he was shocked when he took a picture.

I came out in a hurry just now, I just washed my face to settle the matter, and now I find that I have two big dark circles under my eyes. At a certain degree, it looks like a malnourished panda.

He couldn't help but frowned suspiciously at the direction where the man disappeared just now, "Can you eat like this?"

It seems that this state is really not suitable for the introduction, ah no, it is to attend the dinner.

Based on the principle of professionalism, I should think of a remedy. I can't embarrass Pei Qingyang, embarrassing the funder, it is my dereliction of duty.

He looked around, and it happened that there was a young girl standing in the corridor outside.

Chu Sheng put on his signature smile, and walked over leisurely with his hands in his pockets. The girl obviously saw him approaching, and the frequency of trimming her sideburns became more and more frequent. Chu Sheng walked up to her and met the girl's eyes. Modestly said: "Miss, can you use your cosmetic bag for me?"

The girl raised half of her smile and froze at the corner of her mouth: "???"

"It's really not good, you can sell it to me."

The girl's confident smile successfully raised "WeChat?"

"Alipay, make the price as you like."

Until Chu Sheng transferred the money, the girl obviously didn't react, she looked at Chu Sheng as if she saw a monster, and then gradually turned to a sudden realization, and finally said "Cut!" from the depths of her soul, and walked on high heels up.

Chu Sheng went back to the sink with his hands, but encountered a difficulty. He had never put on makeup on himself, and he didn't know the technique and severity, so he just blindly slapped his dark circles under his eyes. The white was abrupt, so he applied the base makeup all over his face.

Coming out of the bathroom, he asked a guide to ask where the box was. The guide probably had been told, and took him there warmly.

When Chu Sheng entered the box, Pei Qingyang was visibly stunned for a moment, then returned to normal and beckoned him over.

Looking around at the table, everyone was in pairs. The big boss in suits and leather shoes was surrounded by men and women. There were even two faces of Chu Sheng who were very familiar. Because the starring work was broadcast on the TV station every day, it was hard not to be familiar. , Looking at each other, the other party's eyes were obviously a little surprised.

Only Pei Qingyang was left empty at the table, and it seemed that there was no line.

Chu Sheng nodded in apology: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

He picked up the wine glass and signaled, "Punish yourself with a drink."

But he was stopped by Pei Qingyang, "Don't drink when you're sick. Is there anyone else who cares about this with you?"

The middle-aged man sitting next to him quickly echoed: "That's right, this is Xiao Chu, Mr. Pei is already very honorable for taking you here to show me off, so what's the big deal about being late for a while?"

Chu Sheng smiled apologetically and put down his wine glass.

Most of the people here know who Chu Sheng is. After all, he and Pei Qingyang have not been in a short time, and they have seen everything they should see, so no one will make things difficult for him in front of Pei Qingyang without winking.

In Chu Sheng's view, the level of dishonesty among Pei Qingyang's shopping mall friends is directly proportional to their age. The older they are, the more perverted they are.

For example, the man on the opposite side with a red dress model in his arms is already in his fifties, but his hands and feet are not honest. His original name was Yang Defu, but his current name is Yang Jingu. It was he and Pei Qingyang who made his joke, "Mr. Pei loves the golden house Cangjiao the most. He has such a person by his side, but he rarely brings them out to open our eyes. He puts them in the room every day. I see that house on your mountain." Don’t call it Pei Yuan, just call it Jinwu.”

Pei Qingyang seemed to agree with this proposal, so on the third day after the dinner, a whole piece of Shoushan Stone was pulled by a car and thrown at the gate of the garden. "Golden House."

All right, Chu Sheng felt that the place he lived in was indeed up to the standard of a modern golden house. What's more, he smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, thinking to himself that the house of the benefactor is also called a golden house.

Today, this old man was playing with the model in his hand, while looking at Chu Sheng, "It's been so many years, Mr. Pei still loves Xiao Chu the most. In ancient times, he must be Feiyan Yang, who will bring disaster to the country and the people!"

Chu Sheng leaned against Pei Qingyang, didn't say anything, just raised the corners of his lips and raised the corners of his eyes, showing all kinds of amorous feelings.

Pei Qingyang scratched the tip of his nose with his fingers, "Don't praise him, he's not in good shape."

After the banquet was over, he and Pei Qingyang naturally went back in the same car. Chu Sheng felt very uncomfortable along the way, because Pei Qingyang seemed to be staring at his face all the time, but didn't move at all.

Chu Sheng turned his head away, with doubts, "What do you see me doing?"

Pei Qingyang smiled, and wiped his face with his thumb, "Why are you still doing makeup?"

Chu Sheng squinted at him slightly, "Not good-looking?"

"Not evenly spread."

Chu Sheng's face froze instantly.

Pei Qingyang couldn't help but sneered, "You can really do it."

After laughing enough, seeing that Chu Sheng's face was still dark, he restrained his expression, took out a wet tissue to wipe his face, and then wiped it again with a dry tissue before kissing him.

Chu Sheng couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing with a 'puchi', and couldn't hold it back anymore, until he almost laughed out loud, and fell on Pei Qingyang.

Pei Qingyang embraced him and kissed his forehead, "Although light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable, but beauties, I still like to sculpt them naturally."

Chu Sheng thought, it's up to you to say.

He smelled the tobacco smell on Chu Sheng's body, and paused for a while, "This time I saw that you just came back, and I took you out to have fun. If you don't like this kind of occasion, you won't come next time."

Chu Sheng burrowed into his arms again, "Yes."