The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

...Have you had a drink?

He Yanzhi was overwhelmed by the amount of information implied in these words. With his back turned to the young man, various not-so-good thoughts flashed through his mind.

Having drunk, he said so, coming here like this means that this is his own decision.

He is 23 years old, he can take responsibility for himself, and he has reached the legal age of marriage, right...

For the first time, He Yanzhi felt that he was not a good person. Those bad thoughts made him dizzy for a while, and then he was slowly cleared away by the rationality in his heart to regain power.

And Bai Xuchuan is now in a very strange state.

In the past, when he was drunk, he was often unconscious and followed his feelings completely uncontrollably, but today he didn't know if it was fake wine. Anyway, he can talk now and still maintain a clear consciousness.

Now that he is conscious, why is he so bold?

That involves some kind of psychological suggestion.

Recently, he has been watching a lot of things in the category of psychology and mysticism, and he might have accidentally hypnotized himself.

In short, he hugged He Yanzhi's waist from behind, spoke softly in his ear, and put his head directly on the man's shoulder.

The solid touch under his hands was awesome, and he couldn't help but tap his index finger twice, before being firmly grasped by the other hands.

"Then why can you talk?" He Yanzhi slowly took his palm away, turned his head and looked up and down with disbelief, "Cheat me?"

Bai Xuchuan said that he was not lying, and opened his mouth innocently: "I really drank."

With his head up halfway, his wrist was being grabbed, and he didn't intend to break free at all.His lips were slightly parted, as if he was signaling for the man to lower his head to check, to smell if he smelled of alcohol.

This is the authentic Erguotou.

He Yanzhi stared at him, as if confirming his level of consciousness: "How much is this?"

He holds up two fingers.

Bai Xuchuan said very seriously: "This is peace."

peace of love and peace.

Gestures are commonly used in dancing.

He Yanzhi still stared at him, making the young man a little impatient. He broke free and wrapped his arms around his neck again: "Let's get straight to the point, shall we? Time is precious."

He Yanzhi: ...

What the hell is this baby talking about.

Does he know what he's talking about.

In a blink of an eye, Bai Xuchuan moved over nimbly, bowed his head and hummed softly, restlessly trying to untie the knot on his bathrobe with his fingers.

The slender and white fingers twisted a few times, and the slipknot that was not tied properly due to the haste of the incident was untied.

He Yanzhi looked down, and what he saw was a scene that made his blood rush.Young people always become extremely persistent after drinking, and start to untie his own after untying his, so he staged a show of undressing in front of men.

His knot was tied tightly, and it took a long time to untie the strap. In the end, he was a little confused, and looked up for help with an unbearable expression.

He Yanzhi felt that he was getting closer and closer to starting in three years.

He wiped his face, obviously didn't do anything but felt exhausted, looked away from his wet eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "Xiao Chuan, tell me what are you going to do?"

Bai Xuchuan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but He Yanzhi covered his mouth with a hand.

"Wait a minute." He Yanzhi groped through the entrance, took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, and clicked to start recording.

He has to preserve the evidence.

It's just that in this short few seconds, this guy still refused to settle down even a little bit, and his eyeballs gurgled following his fingers.

The palm seemed to be tapped by something soft, and He Yanzhi moved his hand away like an electric shock, and there was clearly a little wet mark on the palm.

"?" He stared at Bai Xuchuan's innocent eyes, wanting to explode, but he couldn't say anything serious, "Where did you learn all this?"

Bai Xuchuan opened his mouth and silently mouthed: "Look-a-a-ah-."

Didn't you tell me to "go back to the movies"?

Bai Xuchuan ignored him and continued to untie his clothes.

It's just that it seems to be torn into a knot.

Bai Xuchuan lowered his head and thought about the knot.

He Yanzhi looked at him dumbfounded, took a deep breath, and took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, drinking it to cool down his throat.

He invited the person to the reception area to sit him down, but Bai Xuchuan refused.

"It's too dirty." He thinks that he has already taken a shower, so he should abandon the sofa and choose the bed, and he still has important tasks to complete on the bed——

Bai Xuchuan sat down on the edge of the bed, gave up on pulling the strap, and took out a thick notebook from his arms.

"Here." He patted the script as if showing off to He Yanzhi, and then without blinking his eyes, he directly turned to the page of the sex scene, on which he made a lot of notes.

He Yanzhi looked down, and saw that the script had been painted in a mess, and it was still neat and tidy on the outside, but it was completely changed inside.

His heart was a little touched, and his voice calmed down a bit: "You asked me to play against me?" After a pause, he said helplessly, "Then you don't need to drink a bar..."

Bai Xuchuan looked up at him, and turned his head a little embarrassed.

He Yanzhi wanted to understand something, and patted his head: "Don't you dare to come here without drinking?"

The little head gently rubbed against his palm twice, like some kind of furry animal begging to be petted.

"I'm here for the opposite play." Embarrassed to finish, Bai Xuchuan remembered his mission, put the script on the bedside and patted it, and said confidently.

After finishing speaking, he looked nervously at He Yanzhi's face.

He Yanzhi felt that if he said no, or shook his head, he would fly away sadly.

Or go invisible.

Or escape.

Or enter another dimension and never want to come back.

"Well, play to play..." He Yanzhi said in a tone of resignation and indulgence, his eyes casually glanced at the script, "Where do we start?"

Both of them leaned over to read the script.

The two heads are close together, the sound of breathing and heartbeat are very close, the body temperature of the other party can be felt, and the faint fragrance of shower gel can be smelled.

It tastes like peaches, He Yanzhi thought.

He Yanzhi, whose thoughts were occupied by the smell of peaches, didn't even read what was written on it, but felt his hands grabbing his neckline.

Bai Xuchuan said seriously: "According to the script, you should take the initiative to help me take off my clothes."

He Yanzhi looked at him.

The young man looked embarrassed that you didn't play me according to the script, and pressed his hands on his inextricable knot as if urging him.

He Yanzhi pondered for a moment, thinking that when you wake up, don't be shy enough to ignore me.

So he smiled: "And then?"

The young man looked at him with firm eyes, insisting on waiting for him to complete this step before proceeding to the next step.

"Okay." He Yanzhi remained calm, glanced at the script, and read it a little bit this time. It said that he should completely suppress the opponent's upcoming struggle and resistance until he recognized himself as Shen Xing, and then followed the instructions. position... This part of the script was not written but the director has arranged for it to be filmed.

He Yanzhi spread his hands, expressing that he would cooperate very much, and then tapped the middle of the bed, signaling the young man to lie down on it.

"You have to lie down," he said to the kid who seemed a little out of shape.

It's just because Mao always has a subtle sense of guilt that he is abducting.

Bai Xuchuan nodded, seeming to remember the director's arrangement.

So he turned around and climbed onto the bed, threw off the two cotton mops, and moved towards the middle of the bed.

That really means "climbing". After all, He Yanzhi's bed is two meters wide, which is incomparable to that single camp bed.

Bai Xuchuan arched and arched until he reached the middle of the bed, the bathrobe was already in such a mess that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The young man took the initiative to lie flat, resting on the pillow he had used, lying on the bed he hadn't made yet, threw the quilt aside for reasonable reasons, smoothed out the messy hair, and clasped the palms obediently in front of the lower abdomen .

What a sleeping beauty pose.

Only the eyelashes are trembling slightly, showing that the owner is not asleep.

He paused, and after a while, he only felt a shadow covering the top.

Without opening his eyes, he continued to play dead.

That knot was really tricky. He Yanzhi spent a long time without making any progress. He lowered his head to take a closer look, and checked the script. He thought it might as well just tear it off.Anyway, this male prostitute is not a good person and has little patience, so it is reasonable to do this kind of behavior.

So he didn't say anything, and directly started, "Stab——"

Hearing the sound of silk tearing, Bai Xuchuan opened his eyes in doubt. He tried his best to glance down, and saw his own bathrobe that had been broken into several rags: ...

It was a custom-made bathrobe that he personally selected in a certain treasure, and it was very expensive.

Seemingly reading the pain in the eyes of the sluggish young man, He Yanzhi comforted him, "I will compensate you."

After a pause, he explained: "This action can increase the sensory stimulation of the picture and deepen the conflict in the plot."

In fact, the main reason is that he can't solve it.

Bai Xuchuan nodded in a low voice, then thought about what to do next, then raised his head and continued to command: "Now you should wake me up."

After speaking, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to "fall asleep".

He Yanzhi glanced at the script, it only said that Shen He was "woke up by a rustling movement, and vaguely felt that someone was pressing on him".

He lowered his head, condescendingly looked at Bai Xuchuan who was lying quietly like a baby, and wondered why he would subconsciously recognize him as Shen Xing?Perhaps this person unintentionally did what Shen Xing often did.

Then.

He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the hair of the "sleeping" young man, straightened the messy hair, and then leaned over and kissed the bare shoulder.

At first, he was cautious, with a little sincere love and a strong sense of guilt.

But soon he realized that this was not right, that the character he wanted to portray should not be like this, but very aggressive, provocative and skillful, that is to say, he should first of all make the young man feel strongly shaken and alarmed.

——The filming was not good before, is it Bai Xuchuan's fault, or his fault?Is it Bai Xuchuan who can't let go, or can't let go?

He Yanzhi's expression slowly changed.

Bai Xuchuan's eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was even and long, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Everything feels good except for a chill in the chest.

Couldn't it be cold? There is only a pair of underpants left in the whole body.

When he wakes up, he can't help but think about why he likes to liberate his nature so much when he drinks, and is naked.

It's fine if it's just a little cold.

Soon, he felt a pair of big hands gently caressing the top of his hair, fingers passing through the hair, rubbing against the sensitive scalp, and he couldn't help but let out a low hum.

This sensitive reaction seemed to make the person who made this behavior pause, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Then Bai Xuchuan felt a little itchy in his shoulder.

what.

why.

He secretly lifted one eyelid to take a look, and met the man's raised eyes.

"..."

He Yanzhi blinked, and the tenderness disappeared.He hooked the corners of his lips and smiled at him. With a bit of clear viciousness and hidden impatience, he scanned the young man's face, as if looking at an interesting prey.

Bai Xuchuan collected himself, tried hard to recall the content of the script, frowned and said, "Go away!"

He pushed away the man who was pressing on him. The young man trained every day. His thin body contained powerful explosive power. He pushed the unsuspecting male prostitute away at once, and even received a punch in the face.

Because the young man was not willing to fight during the day, He Yanzhi just avoided it symbolically. He didn't expect that Bai Xuchuan's strength would double when he was drunk, and his hands would be heavier when he was in the middle of the play, so that he was really caught. Take a punch.

But it didn't hit the face, it hit the chest.

There was a muffled sound, and Bai Xuchuan was stunned by the feeling of his hand. He immediately realized something, and hurriedly wanted to check, but was firmly pressed on the bed by the man who seemed to be irritated.

He Yanzhi stared at him coldly, his movements seemed gentle but rough, but his palms continued to caress him gently like a lover.

Bai Xuchuan looked at him with wide-eyed eyes, even if his senses were dull, he could feel the rapid heating of the surface skin, so he could only turn his face to the side suddenly to cover up the sudden flushing of his face.

God, he thought.Are they really okay with this?

In any case, this play is definitely going to continue, and he has sacrificed so much, wouldn't it be a loss for him not to finish the play.

The young man shook his head, stunned by the tenderness, and shouted uncertainly, "Brother?"

The man didn't answer him, but his body was almost close to him, the bathrobe was wide open, and the breath he exhaled was ironed on his face. The young man had to turn his head to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid the bold palm of the other party.

The man's breath gently touched his earlobe one by one, and the sound seemed to turn into a stimulant drug, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Bai Xuchuan felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He remembered that the other party was just acting, and his own reaction seemed too honest.

After waking up for a while, he stared at the other party and shook his head and said, "Ha, how is it possible..."

It's just that the voice is low and hoarse, for fear that others will not hear that he has been teased.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and laughed softly at himself: "I'm dreaming again."

While thinking this way, his hot lips fell to the side of his neck, engraved like a brand. The strong sense of existence made him tremble involuntarily. He subconsciously wanted to escape in another direction, but the only way to escape was to sink deeper into the In the soft mattress.

At the same time, a pair of hands fell gently to the top of his hair, and patted him soothingly.

Shen He didn't dare to look back, for fear of breaking the illusion of this moment, his tears fell on the pillow, and he choked up and whispered: "Brother..."

The word "Senior Brother" was like a taboo being broken. Seeing that he no longer struggled violently, the person who couldn't see his face quickly became bolder, and the kiss fell all the way from the back of his neck.

Bai Xuchuan tried his best not to shrink back, he had never been so close to anyone...never.A few times before, in front of the camera, whether it was with the previous actor or with He Yanzhi, the director never asked them to do this.At most, it's just a gesture of giving and catering, and most of the shots are aimed at close-ups of the face.

But he has to admit that it is precisely because he has done so thoroughly that all the senses are so real.

If it wasn't for the encouragement of that sip of wine, he would probably have jumped off the bed long ago and got under the bed. He would not come out until he was coaxed with a small dried fish like a cat, and his eyes were red and he felt extremely ashamed.

However, why did he still feel ashamed after drinking.

This unscientific.

There was a mess in his head—I don't know if he was so ashamed that he deliberately stuffed messy things into his mind to distract attention—anyway, he was spinning his thoughts frantically, trying to make himself go out of his mind, anyway, his brain couldn't stay. Right on the bed in this chapter.

However, his dedicated counterpart actor obviously didn't allow him to be distracted, he... Well, it's right that he can't be distracted anyway.

@#%##&...￥...Where is this kissing again?

#@￥……&%…￥#%@……This male prostitute is really dedicated.

WYE￥%...W#@%^&%&...? ?Eh?

Huh... finally stopped.

Bai Xuchuan raised his paws to cover his face, peeped up between his fingers, and saw He Yan, who had returned to normal, said helplessly, "You forgot to say your lines."

The meaning of his puzzled look is obvious: Do I have a line?

He Yanzhi: ...

He picked up the script with two fingers and spread it out for him to read.

oh I saw it.

There are five lines in his lines, which are——

"Brother..."

"Don't go."

"Kiss me, how are you?"

"Just a kiss."

"I want you."

So straightforward, so bold, it's no wonder he forgot all about it, it must be because of his shame.

Bai Xuchuan even curled up his toes in embarrassment.

It's strange, but he is a little more relaxed in front of the camera, because he thinks it's acting anyway, and he is sacrificing for art.

It's really strange to come here in private.

"Shen He always wanted that person to 'kiss him', why?" Bai Xuchuan said to himself, "Yes, because he wanted Shen Xing to kiss him, for Shen He, the meaning of kiss is more profound than indescribable many."

Kissing is something only lovers do.

"So, during the process, Shen He has actually been subconsciously asking for kisses."

"However, the male prostitute didn't kiss him. Is this part of his professionalism? Not kissing clients."

Holding the script, he was thinking about things and talking to himself, but He Yanzhi didn't disturb him, turned up the air conditioner a few degrees, sat down beside him, and from time to time fed a piece of orange to this idiot stuck in his own world.

After eating a whole orange like this, the young man finally raised his serious face, clapped his palms together and said, "Let's continue."

So... go on.

The first line.

His fingertips were clasped tightly, his misty eyes gleamed with water, he looked at the person who was close at hand but his facial features were blurred in the backlight, in a trance, the scene in front of him was close to Shen Xing under the wisteria flower and the girl in the next class The figures overlapped.

How could this person be mine? From the beginning to the end, there wasn't a single second, no slightest chance that he could be mine.He is my senior brother, my elder brother, and my best friend, but he will never be my lover.

He won't love me.

Desperation made Shen He reach out to touch the face of the person who couldn't see the face clearly, but he was grabbed by the backhand and pressed back to the bed sheet, attacking him rudely and mercilessly.

At that moment, Bai Xuchuan burst into tears. He had never understood Shen He's mood so deeply. What could be more desperate than being close at hand but never being able to grasp it?He turned his head and stopped looking at the other party, closed his eyes and said aloud: "Brother..."

He Yanzhi looked at him, wishing that his name could be called Senior Brother.

The second line.

In the middle, the opponent got up to change a prop, but Shen He grabbed him and refused to let him go, and said anxiously: "Don't go."

Bai Xuchuan originally wanted to "hold it", but he seemed to be too emotional, "holding" directly turned into an arm around the opponent's waist and dragged back - He Yanzhi had no defense at all, and the result was that the acceleration of gravity of the two people overlapped All together fell back on the bed.

"W$%^%#@#%$&^%???" Poor Bai Xuchuan reaped the consequences, was crushed to the point of staring, and had to wait for 5 minutes to start again.

The third line.

The two of them rested for a while and regained their emotions.

In the pain of being unable to breathe at the beginning, the young man tried his best to suppress himself so as not to move. All his patience stemmed from deep love.

The way Bai Xuchuan felt the pain was to kick hard on the jio hard bed board, and the pain instantly made him grin his teeth and his expression collapsed.

There was pain, joy... There was also in the kiss and hug, and then he wanted to ask for a kiss.

He wants to ask for a kiss because he is in pain. He has many grievances in his heart, but he is reluctant to attack his lover, so he can only beg him pitifully again and again:

"Kiss me, okay?"

Not only to propose a kiss verbally, but also to hug, lean on, stick to, try to get closer, and prove that he really wants to be kissed.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart, Bai Xuchuan's little toe still has the afterglow of pain, and his expression is naturally miserable, like a little girl whose nails have been clipped, holding your hand and leaning forward to ask you to kiss her .

He Yanzhi: ...Push away coldly.

He is not He Yanzhi now, he is that male prostitute who has no emotion.

The moment he pushed Bai Xuchuan away, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, hitting He Yanzhi's sweaty nose.

The man's sense of guilt rose to the peak in an instant.

His mood was like a thunderbolt.

He was starting to feel like a big villain who had abandoned a puppy.

He wanted to punch himself twice.

This is not enough.

Because there is a fourth line.

The young man who was pushed away is an excellent sports player, and the excellent quality of an athlete is never giving up.

Therefore, a failure to ask for a kiss would not make him give up so easily. He quickly recovered from his stupor, leaned over and hugged his lover, and whispered into his ear——

"Just a kiss."

Just a kiss, just a kiss.

you kiss me...

The veins on He Yanzhi's forehead were throbbing, and he didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.

Since his debut, he has always been a good actor who loves art, but only at this moment...he hates acting, really, hates it.

Even if 1 people were unwilling, he still turned his face dedicatedly and put the kiss elsewhere.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Bai Xuchuan's eyes, he seemed to finally understand that his request was too much, the other party just... came to meet him in his dream at his request.

But, even in a dream, wouldn't you give him a kiss?

Bai Xuchuan pinched his already sweaty palm with his fingertips, and for a moment he couldn't tell what he was doing.

He Yanzhi turned his head and exhaled silently.

He seemed to feel that he was still a seasoned warrior. On this bed that made him...exhausted in a certain sense for the first time, he had gone through ups and downs and withstood all tests.

But he was still wrong.

Because, there is a fifth line.

The young man resting on his chest with his eyes closed, his hair was disheveled, dripping with sweat, his cheeks were blush after exercise, and his long eyelashes were drooping.

After a long time, the eyes rolled under the eyelids, and finally remembered what I forgot to say——

He raised his eyelids, raised his head hastily, and added the last sentence:

"I, I want you."

He Yanzhi looked at those dark eyes silently, and there was a roar in his heart.

He seemed to hear a mechanical voice announcing in the air: He Yanzhi died on November 2019, 11 at the age of 12. His death was caused by an overwhelming heartbeat.