The actor and his actor boyfriend [entertainment circle]

"Auntie doesn't care about you, I can't ignore you, hurry up and play with me." Nan Zhu said with a smile.

Of course Lu Xinghuo didn't want to wake up, curling up lazily under the blanket was a rare blessing.

He opened his mouth to refute Nan Zhu, but heard a squeak.

Mom pushed the door open a crack, peeking at Lu Xinghuo with half of her body exposed, "Are you awake?"

Lu Xinghuo hummed: "I was woken up by Nan Zhu."

As Lu Xinghuo said, he turned the phone screen to his mother.

Nan Zhu said obediently: "Hello, Auntie Nie, I'll help you wake Xinghuo up for dinner."

Mom smiled: "Nan Zhu is really sensible." After speaking, she turned to Lu Xinghuo, "Are you up?"

"Get up now."

"Eat?"

"Eat." Lu Xinghuo said, turned over and sat up.

"I'll heat it up for you." After finishing speaking, my mother waved at Nanzhu, closed the door and left.

Lu Xinghuo threw his phone on the bed, got up and changed his clothes, "Didn't you play with your senior brother? Why are you so idle?"

"Brother thinks my acting skills are bad, so he doesn't want to play against me." Nan Zhu said.

"Oh, so you're looking for me, who is worse than your acting skills?" Lu Xinghuo got angry after thinking about it, picked up his phone and hung up the video.

After Lu Xinghuo changed his clothes and picked up his phone, he saw Nanzhu's message.

Nanzhu: Come play with me after dinner.

Lu Xinghuo: Not to accompany [Cool]

Nan Zhu: Accompany【Poor】

Lu Xinghuo smiled.

Lu Xinghuo: After dinner, accompany my mother to repair the car, then accompany her to go shopping, and in the evening, after dinner, play with you.

Nanzhu: Okay, then I'll go shopping too.

After Lu Xinghuo had breakfast, he went out with his mother.

First send the car to the car repair shop, and then take a taxi to the business district. My mother originally wanted to take the bus, but Lu Xinghuo sternly refused.

"I don't want to have a fan meeting on the bus."

At noon, I invited my mother to dinner, and walked around the street with my mother for a while. After buying two clothes, I hurriedly finished. I went to pick up the car and then went shopping.

After buying groceries, I drove to pick up my dad from get off work. My dad and mom work in the same unit. My mom has already retired, and my dad will retire in two years.

Back home, the busy day was not over yet, Lu Xinghuo and his mother went into the kitchen to help make dinner.

After the meal is ready, Dad is watching the international news.

"Dad, can you understand me?" People at Dad's age don't have a high level of English.

"I don't quite understand, you can translate it for me." Dad glanced at Lu Xinghuo.

Lu Xinghuo turned off the ignition instantly and laughed awkwardly. He passed CET-[-] in English, but he was far from being able to translate international news at the same time.

The three of them had dinner, and Lu Xinghuo chatted with his parents for a while, then went back to his room and sent a video invitation to Nanzhu.

Nanzhu answered in seconds, it seems that he is relatively idle in S city now.

"What did you eat?" Nan Zhu asked.

"Mother's secret stewed beans with eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomato, cumin beef, cabbage and potato soup." Lu Xinghuo said, they were all home-cooked dishes, but they were so delicious that he almost bit his tongue.

"So vegetarian?"

"My mother made it, and there are braised vegetables, all of which are meat." Lu Xinghuo said.

"What are parents doing?" Nan Zhu asked.

This kind of ambiguous title made him secretly happy.

"My dad is going to practice calligraphy, and my mom is washing fruits." Lu Xinghuo said.

My dad is about to retire and has less work, so he developed a new hobby, calligraphy.

"When I went to your house before, my uncle also said that I was practicing calligraphy recently. I wanted to see it, but I didn't see it." Nan Zhu said.

"Then I'll show you now." Lu Xinghuo said, got up and went out.

Dad has already set up a posture in the study, standing in front of the desk with a pen, an old newspaper in front of him, and a copybook next to the newspaper.

My mother was originally peeling fruit in the living room, when she saw Lu Xinghuo enter the study, she followed her in.

"Nan Zhu said that he wanted to watch Dad write." Lu Xinghuo said, pointing the phone screen at his parents.

"Hello Uncle, Hello Auntie." Nan Zhu greeted with a smile.

"That's good." My mother likes Nanzhu very much. He is a young and handsome man who has 100% affinity for women of any age. "This morning Nanzhu helped me wake Xinghuo up. What a wonderful boy."

"Well, Nanzhu will come to eat at home again when he is free, and Xinghuo was not there last time." Dad also said.

"Okay, I must go." Nan Zhu said with a smile.

Lu Xinghuo turned the phone over again, turned the screen to face himself, and then turned the camera to face his father.

"OK, that's enough." Looking at Nanzhu's smiling face on the phone, Lu Xinghuo was also very happy.

When my mother saw that she was being photographed, she stopped standing there, opened Dad's inkstone, and took out the ink stick inside, "Hurry up and write, and I will sharpen the ink for you."

"What kind of ink are you grinding?" Dad directly picked up a piece of ink on the table and poured some into the inkstone.

Mom rolled her eyes, put down the ink stick, and looked at Dad with folded arms, waiting for him to write.

As a result, the four of them stared at each other for a full 3 minutes, but Dad didn't move.

In the end, it was my mother who broke the silence first, and said impatiently, "What are you doing, hurry up and write."

Dad took a look at Mom, obviously a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, he moistened the pen, dipped the ink, and wrote a word on the newspaper in one go.

Lu Xinghuo immediately stepped forward to slap the word, flamboyantly, completely unrecognizable.

"What word is that?" Lu Xinghuo asked.

Dad pondered for a moment: "I don't know, there is no note on the copybook."

Both Lu Xinghuo and Nanzhu couldn't hold back and laughed.

My mother was disgusted by the side: "You can write scribbles."

Lu Xinghuo watched for a while as his parents bickered, then returned to his room holding his phone.

Back in the room, put the phone on the stand, and stretched my hands.

"I finally realized how hard it is to take pictures. It's tiring to hold up a mobile phone for a while, let alone a camera." Lu Xinghuo said.

Nan Zhu smiled and said, "The relationship between parents is still so good."

"Aren't your parents on good terms?" Lu Xinghuo knows the situation in Nanzhu's family very well, and his parents have been on good terms for more than ten years.

"They themselves have a good relationship, just like mine." Nan Zhu said, waving his hand, "Don't mention them, let's play against each other."

"it is good."

When it comes to drama, the two are more able to chat. After talking about the script for a long time, they turned on the computer and began to check historical materials.

As a result, I got off topic while I was talking, from the history of the early Song Dynasty to the advantages and disadvantages of the monarchs and ministers in the Song Dynasty ruling the world together, and finally talked about the struggle between Song and Liao, the female generals of the Yang family, the eight parts of Tianlong, whether Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan should should be together.

"Duan Yu likes Wang Yuyan so much, of course he should be with Wang Yuyan, I like the original ending." Nan Zhu said.

"But in the new version, Wang Yuyan never really likes Duan Yu." Lu Xinghuo was a little conflicted. When he was watching TV dramas back then, he felt that Duan Yu was a little too infatuated. It was obvious that Wang Yuyan didn't like him, but Mu Wanqing was the real one. love him.

"Sincerity is as good as gold and stone. Duan Yu loves Wang Yuyan so much, and Wang Yuyan will fall in love with Duan Yu one day." It's like he believes that sooner or later he will be able to break away from that dull straight man who made a detour.

"But I still think it's not good to pursue someone who doesn't love me so foolishly, and make someone who loves me sad." Lu Xinghuo said.

Nan Zhu only felt his heart pounding, and his heart beat faster. He concealed his excitement and asked, "If a person loves you infatuatedly, but you don't love him, will you accept him?"

"Yes." Lu Xinghuo nodded, "I'm not in love with anyone anyway."

Nan Zhu finally smiled at the pleasant but unpleasant answer.

The next day, Lu Xinghuo spent another day with his mother, had dinner before rushing to the airport.

It was past 11 o'clock in the evening when we arrived in S city.

Nan Zhu was going to pick him up, but Brother Liu also came this time, so he didn't bother Nan Zhu.

"Xinghuo, you must seize this opportunity. I heard that the script has passed the review, and it is Director Mi's play again. There will never be any changes." Brother Liu looked at Lu Xinghuo, that is, he was really watching a movie. The rising star of the regiment is full of hope.

Lu Xinghuo really wanted to remind Brother Liu that there was an accident such as the crew being caught on fire, but he didn't say it, and he and Xiao Li confidently agreed with Brother Liu.

When we arrived at the hotel, because it was too late, we didn't go to say hello to Director Mi, and just checked in.

Nan Zhu knew he was coming, so he came to visit the door as soon as possible.

"The shed has been rented. I went to see it today, and I brought all the costumes and props." Nan Zhu said.

"Such a big battle?" Lu Xinghuo was a little surprised.

If this is a formal casting, all the main characters of the film need to be selected. If the cast is complete, it is a big production and rich.

But it was unbelievable that it was so complicated just for one character. Lu Xinghuo originally thought that director Mi valued Li Yu's role if he didn't send the video.

"Maybe Director Mi likes Li Yu better." Xiao Li said casually.

"How is it possible, you've thought about it. Of course, Li Yu's role is important. Don't underestimate the supporting role. Sometimes a good supporting role is better than the leading role." Brother Li began to train Xiao Li again.

"That's right, especially a somewhat flat protagonist like Zhao Kuangyin." Nan Zhu nodded in agreement.

"Zhao Kuangyin isn't flat, is he?" Lu Xinghuo looked at Nanzhu disapprovingly.

"Having no shortcomings is Zhao Kuangyin's biggest weakness. Qin Shihuang burned books and robbed scholars, Tang Taizong killed his brother and seized the throne, Genghis Khan slaughtered all directions, an emperor who is talked about, sometimes it is not his greatness that makes him great, but his life. Flaws." Nan Zhu said.

Lu Xinghuo nodded: "It makes sense, only the beauty of the lack of regrets is still fresh in people's memory."

"That's why." Brother Liu suddenly grabbed Lu Xinghuo's shoulder, "Li Yu is a god-sent opportunity, you must seize it."

Lu Xinghuo hummed twice, shrank his shoulders, and escaped from Brother Liu's clutches.

"A good acting skill starts with a good sleep. I'm leaving, you go to bed early." Nan Zhu said, and left the room.

Lu Xinghuo hurriedly washed up and went to sleep, but because he was a little nervous, he actually suffered from insomnia, tossing and turning until after three o'clock before falling asleep.

Just after six o'clock the next day, Lu Xinghuo was called by Xiao Li. He had to pack up quickly, go to the studio to get familiar with the venue, then greet Director Mi, and then participate in the lottery.

Lu Xinghuo packed up and went out, but Nan Zhu also packed up and was waiting for him.

"Starting at 9 o'clock, Director Mi won't get up so early, let's go and see first. When we come back for breakfast at 8 o'clock, we will say hello to Director Mi, and then we will go there with the crew after dinner." Nan Zhu arranged everything alright.

The two went to the video studio together. The layout of the venue was relatively simple. Many items were placed on a stool with paper such as "blue and white porcelain vase" pasted on it.

"Such a detailed layout." Lu Xinghuo saw that although the venue was simple but very detailed, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, a little heaviness in his head, and the sequelae of insomnia.

The author has something to say: Thank you, Mr. Jiuqian, for your mines~~~

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