Confessions of a retired star

"It's him?" Qing Feng's eyes were fixed on Fang Ting, his eyes were shining brightly, "I've never seen him on the set before, he's as mysterious as a ghost."

Hearing Qing Feng say that Fang Ting looks like a ghost, Lei Ao felt a little relieved, and said with a sneer, "What kind of metaphor, I'm uneducated."

"Director Wu, tell me about him, I want to know him."

Qing Feng ignored Lei Ao, and Lei Ao's face turned stinky again.

"He? He's very low-key. He doesn't accept interviews, doesn't appear on shows, doesn't use any social apps, and doesn't even have an agency. He has been in the industry for five or six years, and has only participated in a few movie promotions. Today is the first time he has attended an event in formal attire. You should know all about it, right?"

Qing Feng nodded with a half-smile: "Hehehe, he is really a god."

Following Qing Feng's words, Wu Linkang boasted: "If you want to cooperate with him, when you two have a schedule, I will find a good book and invite you to act, how about it?"

"Get out."

Accompanied by a gloomy order, Wu Linkang was caught off guard by Lei Ao's collar and thrown outside the door, while Qing Feng was lying on the glass unconsciously following Fang Ting's figure who was about to enter the venue.

"This man has such a good figure and a very good-looking face. His nose is straight and his fingers are long. That place must be very good, tsk tsk."

"Do you want to get out too?"

"Haha," Qing Feng turned his head and smiled wildly at the dark-faced Lei Ao, "I almost forgot, the main purpose of my coming here today is to pick on you, Bai Yueguang."

After finishing speaking, Qing Feng went out with a glass of champagne, and walked downstairs gracefully.

Lei Ao was very irritable, but he still couldn't hold back and walked towards the glass near the main venue. He also took a glass of champagne in his hand, while drinking, he searched for Qing Feng's figure. After a while, Lei Ao found him beside Zhu Shisi. He—Qing Feng was stretching out his hand towards Fang Ting.

After the red carpet, the filmmaker's night is an exchange dance party. Only filmmakers in the industry participate, and no media enters the venue. Everyone is more relaxed.

"Can you dance with me?"

The two men who are the focus of the audience tonight, one of them is inviting the other to dance, and their eyes are focused on them. The camera of the mobile phone is quietly shining in the scattered crowd, just like everyone's curious eyes blinking. .

"Okay."

Zhu Shisi generously agreed to Fang Ting's invitation, intentionally showing a calm smile, holding Fang Ting's hand, and gently put it on his shoulder.

It's strange for two men to dance together, but they are in the same crew, and they are playing a special group of people. Naturally, their performance will not attract people's doubts. Zhu Shisi thinks this way. Interest shifted away from them.

Following the soothing rhythm, the two hugged and danced slowly to the corner of the venue, avoiding the crowd, Fang Ting hugged Zhu Shisi a little tighter, the warm breath smelled of perfume and pomade, Zhu Shisi's The dizziness returned.

"You look at me differently today."

Fang Ting's whispers made Zhu Shisi's neck itch, he twisted his shoulders, lowered his eyes, with an ambiguous smile on his face: "Don't be proud, I haven't settled with you yet, why don't you tell me you want Acting as a postman?"

"If I tell you and Director Wei directly invites you to audition, you will feel that I opened the back door for you."

"You are the only one who is used to my glass heart." Zhu Shisi looked into Fang Ting's honest eyes, and hooked his hands on the back of his neck unknowingly, "Only you can maintain my hypocritical little self-esteem." Oh no, there's my mother, ha."

"I can't compare with my mother-in-law. Her love is soft and silent, but I am waiting to ask you for credit. My consciousness is not enough."

"Little mouth is so sweet."

Zhu Shisi touched the corner of Fang Ting's upturned mouth in admiration, Fang Ting thought he was going to kiss, changed direction with Zhu Shisi, blocked him in the corner, lowered his head and moved towards him, the tip of his lips just touched, wish Shisi immediately covered his mouth.

"Stupid! There are so many people here."

"Without a reporter, can I even kiss my wife?"

Fang Ting's eyes were aggrieved, but his lips were biting Zhu Shisi's palm, Zhu Shisi pinched his dishonest mouth, and was afraid of ruining his handsome face, so he only pinched it lightly and then let go Hand: "You really hate..."

"Then let me tell you something more annoying, okay?"

"Good or bad? I don't listen to bad things."

"I don't know about this either. I want you to judge. Well, actually, I opened the back door for you. I went to find Director Wei." Fang Ting tilted his head, and a trace of tenderness appeared on his heroic face. With a feeling of youthfulness, a strand of bangs hangs down from the forehead.

"what?"

"Don't worry, I didn't recommend you to him. I know you don't like it," Fang Ting quickly explained, "And I'm afraid you won't accept this role. After all, you are an idol, and being fake is more controversial."

"Then why did he invite me?"

"One of the fake candidates in Director Wei's mind is you. He told me that he would audition for you. It was originally planned to be in the second half of this month, but your company suddenly wanted you and Yan Yu to be serious. Hai went to Director Wei and asked him to advance the audition, because I said I would prevent that kind of thing from happening."

"...No wonder I found an invoice from the Xinghai Toll Station from your pants," Zhu Shisi met the sincere and careful gaze from above, and straightened his bangs back, "You suddenly hung up the video that day, I thought you were angry... Thank you for your hard work."

"Willingly, enjoy it."

"Oh, you," Zhu Shisi glanced left and right, seeing no one noticed, he also became bolder, and briskly kissed Fang Ting's cheek, "but I don't understand... Wei Pengpeng doesn't like actors who take the initiative Why do you have to keep it a secret when Mei Long is in charge of the casting?"

"I'm afraid that if you know that I want to play the postman, it will put more pressure on you to prepare for the scene. You said that you are easily influenced by the outside world, and my mother-in-law also told me..."

"Huh? My mother?"

The two were biting their ears intimately, when a string of exaggerated laughter broke in abruptly, Zhu Shisi retreated from Fang Ting, and Qing Feng logically stood between them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, actor, I didn't see you on the set before, I didn't expect you to be so attractive."

Qingfeng stretched out his thin white right hand towards Fang Ting, the back of his hand hangs lightly, his round fingertips are naturally raised, there is obviously a bit of seductiveness in it, Zhu Shisi is covered in cold sweat, and there is still Fang Ting smelled of perfume, and I don't know if Qing Feng saw himself kissing Fang Ting, he was hairy all over, as if someone was staring at them from behind.

"Happy to meet."

Fang Ting switched to a formulaic and polite expression, and shook Qing Feng's back lightly, his palms itched, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Qing Feng's fingers were scratching him, as if he was writing some number.

"..."

Fang Ting let go of his hand, his eyes found Zhu Shisi, Zhu Shisi also looked at him, Qingfeng stood at the intersection of his gaze, raised his head and smiled and said, "Zhu Shisi dances with the actor so well. , shouldn’t you have rehearsed in advance? It’s a coincidence that the three of us competed for the same role, but I, the weakest one, missed out, hahaha.”

"Sorry, I have no impression of you."

Fang Ting tried his best to restrain his impatience, Zhu Shisi gave Qing Feng a white look, did not speak, picked up a glass of wine from the passing waiter's tray, and drank it down.

This piece of music is over, but Qing Feng's performance is not over. He conjured up a marker pen from somewhere and stuffed it for Fang to listen to. He unbuttoned his cufflinks, revealing a delicate pink arm: "It's okay, once you give birth to two!" Recognition, the film king signed me and left a contact information by the way, we will be acquaintances next time, come on, just write here."

Suddenly, the marker was snatched from Fang Ting's hand, and the cap fell to the ground. The tip of the pen from bottom to top drew a thick and long arc on Qingfeng's right cheek, and Qingfeng turned back subconsciously. He hid in the direction, but bumped directly into the champagne in the left hand of the person behind him. Half of the glass of cold wine was poured on the purple velvet dress, and it soaked into the skin in an instant. Surrounding himself from the back half, he held a little champagne in his left hand and a marker pen in his right hand. Under his arrogant gaze, there was an unconcealable surprise.

Qing Feng held his head up and looked at Lei Ao for a few seconds, an unnatural smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"Everyone, I'm going to the bathroom, excuse me first."

Qing Feng clutched his wet shoulder, and walked quickly from one corner to another, Lei Ao turned and chased after him, but a group of men and women surrounded him halfway, chattering and selling themselves to him, blocking Lei Ao's way, He could only watch Qingfeng walk away.

"Pfft, hahaha."

Zhu Shisi on the side couldn't hold back his laughter, his face was flushed, Fang heard that he was a little strange, and pulled him away from the scene of the accident, and walked to another secluded corner.

"Brother is good or bad, you still laugh when people are in such a miserable situation."

Fang Ting teased Zhu Shisi, and Zhu Shisi immediately punched him twice, then put his arms around Fang Ting's neck, and said aggrievedly: "Why are you speaking for him? Hacking me, and even touching your hand, I wish he would be even worse... That Lei Ao is nothing, two hundred and fifty, is there no money for the phone bill?"

Zhu Shisi acted coquettishly in a rare way, with a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth, Fang Ting glanced at the waiter passing not far away, there were two kinds of wine in the tray, it should be champagne and whiskey.

"Did you just finish the whiskey in one gulp?"

"How? Not convinced? Qingfeng can drink, but I can't? Damn, he dares to scratch your hand!"

"Submit...but Qingfeng didn't drink."

Fang Ting scratched his head, Zhu Shisi hit him fiercely again, his red lips said arrogantly: "Why did you shake hands with him?!"

"Because out of politeness..."

"You are not allowed to talk to him in the future!" Zhu Shisi hugged him tightly before listening, his feet were not steady, and he threw himself into his arms, "You are my man, you can only look at me, you know?"

Fang Ting didn't expect Zhu Shisi to come to the fore so soon, the sourness mixed with the alcoholic energy, his movements became a little less restrained, and his words became blunt, this was the first time he showed a strong smell of jealousy , Fang Ting was elated, and kept nodding: "I know, I know."