I ran with the ball and was caught back in seconds [Entertainment Circle]

Late at night in City B, the lights are on.

Xia Ning blushed from being poured, and stumbled out of the bathroom.

Tonight is the graduation party of the acting class, and his four years in film school are finally coming to an end today, and everything is too fast.

When he came out, he bumped into someone. During this period of time, there were people coming and going, and the clubhouse was bustling.

The material of the shirt on the man was very soft, exuding a faint smell of men's perfume.

Xia Ning raised his head from his chest in a daze, tried to focus several times but couldn't get it right, his eyes were blurred.He said "I'm sorry" casually, and the arm that the man was holding on to him froze slightly.

He didn't care about anything else, and walked out shaking.

He walked along the corridor to the private room, and the more he walked, the more he felt the sky shaking, his mouth was dry, and his whole body was hot.

By the time he got to the private room, his whole body was already burning to the point of losing his mind.

As soon as the door opened, Xia Ning fell headfirst on a person. The person looked at him in surprise, and then took the initiative to support him.

"Tsk tsk, you have a new face, you don't look bad..." The man smiled, "Are you from the Film Academy to accompany you?"

Xia Ning only heard the word "Film Academy", then nodded indiscriminately and said, "Well, I, I am."

The man smiled again, and stroked his smooth cheeks: "This face is supple enough, Xiao Zhao has finally done something serious."

As he was speaking, he was about to pull him into his arms, when he suddenly pulled Xia Ning with both hands, pulled his body back, and brought him into another embrace.

"Bian Heng, you're back." The man said in surprise, he paused for a moment, and burst out laughing, "You actually like this one."

Being pulled around, Xia Ning felt even more dizzy. He leaned against Bian Heng's chest with half-closed eyes, and the faint scent just now came from his nose. The strange familiarity made him relax involuntarily.

"It's so hot, have you turned on the air conditioner..." He frowned and murmured, tugging at the collar of his short sleeves with his hands.

Bian Heng looked down at him, and said to Zhuang Zinan, "He was not brought by Xiao Zhao."

Zhuang Zinan looked at Xia Ning in surprise: "But he said that he is from the Film Academy, ah... Look at this, he must have been drugged."

He showed a slightly disgusted expression. Many of these students were going to school and receiving plays, and they would inevitably participate in large and small rounds.

Bian Heng gave a cold "hmm".

Zhuang Zinan said: "There is a room upstairs, let me send him up, he is also an unlucky boy."

Xia Ning felt the buzzing in his ears, and couldn't hear what they were saying. He rubbed against Bian Heng's arms very uncomfortable. The good fabric on the shirt made him feel extremely cool, so he hugged the thin man greedily. Strong waist.

The muscles under Bian Heng's shirt tensed slightly, and he said after a while, "Give me the room card."

Zhuang Zinan froze for a moment, but still handed him the room card.

Bian Heng hugged Xia Ning horizontally. The boy was very thin and tall, but it was easy to hold him.

Zhuang Zinan looked at the back of him leaving, her eyes were full of astonishment, she has always been a child of men and women, is this a change of sex?

Xia Ning felt as if she was floating in the clouds, and her whole body was as powerless as drowning. After a while, she felt her back touching the soft bed.

He was so hot that he groaned and lifted the hem of his clothes.

Bian Heng was slightly taken aback, and stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes.

His hands were long and slender, warm and cool. Xia Ning seemed to have found a life-saving straw in an instant, and immediately grabbed his hand, and hugged his arm tightly.

"It's so uncomfortable, woo woo, help me..." He whimpered like a small animal.

He frowned, his face was blushing, and he leaned against that arm with his eyes closed, moving around to ease the restlessness in his heart.

Bian Heng's breathing was a little unsteady, and he was dragged to bend down, his dark gray eyes wandered carefully on his face.

A deep voice rang in his ear: "Really want?"

Xia Ning felt that his whole body was about to explode, sobbing softly, "Help me, please..."

Bian Heng's Adam's apple slid up and down, he let out a breath, and straightened his upper body.

Just when Xia Ning opened his eyes and was about to cry, he raised his hand and pulled off his tie and threw it aside. It was obviously a rude gesture, but he did it very gracefully, as if it was an impromptu gesture during a catwalk show.

Xia Ning saw this scene the moment he opened his eyes, his vision was still blurred, and he couldn't even see Bian Heng's face clearly, but this move made him feel extremely sexy.

Bian Heng put his hand on his cheek, his handsome face instantly enlarged, he looked directly into Xia Ning's eyes, and asked again: "Are you sure?"

Xia Ning stopped talking and reached out to hook his neck.

"Drip drip drip drip—"

The alarm clock set on the phone rang, vibrating frantically on the bedside table.

Xia Ning stretched out his hand to turn it off sleepily, and continued to sleep with his head covered.

After a while, the phone rang again, and he got up reluctantly.

When he got up, he found that the sheets were wet, and he cursed angrily.

It's been almost a month since we broke up, yet I still dream about that man.

He went to brush his teeth irritatedly, the phone on the shelf vibrated, and a few messages popped up on WeChat.

He clicked on the voice message sent by his assistant Sasha not long ago, and her voice was mixed with the sound of the trumpet echoing in the bathroom: "Brother Ning, are you up yet? I'm going to join the group today, and the stylist will be here in a while. Don't forget you still have a Look at the airport, I'm going to Jin'an... I'll go, the road is blocked."

Sasha is one of his assistants, mainly in charge of the schedule arrangement, and she will follow her all the way into the group this time.

Xia Ning replied her a voice message and turned off the phone screen. Just as he was applying an ice pack to his face, the stylist arrived.

Teacher Tony did his hairstyle for half an hour in front of the mirror. His hair was newly dyed chestnut, white and not high-profile. He wanted to give Xia Ning a scumbag tinfoil perm, but Xia Ning refused in a hurry.

He scalded his head with tinfoil to the crew, and it is estimated that director Deng Qiming can pull his hair out for him.

It is said that his agent, Yang Huai, had spent a lot of effort trying to get the male lead. If it weren't for the pressure from the investors, and the second male lead, Tang Han, who was determined to be in the top position, was worse than his acting skills, Deng Qiming would never have been in the male lead. I use traffic stars in my own drama.

Although Xia Ning's acting skills are mediocre, he has a solid foundation and belongs to the kind of useless.

Deng Qiming had some criticisms during the audition, but these criticisms were not so big that he could make trouble with the producer.

Teacher Tony put on light makeup for him, black-rimmed glasses, mask, earphones, white printed T-shirt, black cropped pants, white AJs, and a backpack. He is a boy with a heartbeat.

He has been very restrained in his diet for this drama these days, his 178 is only 54kg thin.

Teacher Tony whistled, thinking that today's hot search should be very interesting.

Shasha arrived downstairs on time, Xia Ning dragged the suitcase into the car, and slowly drove away from Jin'an.

Since he and Bian Heng got together, he has been living in the villa area of ​​Bihaifangzhou, and he moved back after breaking up, so few people know that he lives here, and there is no need to worry about the paparazzi.

He flipped through the script in the car. Although he had read it many times, he was still a little nervous. He actually wanted Deng Qiming to change his opinion of him.

Yang Huai has always had the ambition to make him famous, but of course it's hard to say how much of this ambition has Bian Heng elements.

She used to be his father's movie fan, and she once said that he had acting genes, but he just didn't work hard enough.

Xia Ning rolled his eyes at the sky and said that I wanted to work hard, but as long as I stay on the set for more than three days and don't go back, your boss will blow up the entire set.

Yang Huai's reaction was to smash the script on his head, and cursed: "Who are you to blame for rushing to warm the bed? Boss is fascinated by you, a white-eyed fox, who insists on getting fucked every day. After enjoying it, he will take responsibility for it." Push someone else."

Xia Ning was so angry that his nose was crooked, as if the injection didn't heal, he scolded back without grace: "You can do it! You can count the famous artists with one hand, and their temper is worse than Sister Fang's." big!"

Sister Fang is one of Taihua's gold brokers and also Yang Huai's deadly enemy.

In fact, because of Yang Huai's violent temper, Xia Ning found it unbelievable that she could have both sides in the circle. If she hadn't relied on her relationship with Bian Heng, Zhuang Zinan would have kicked her out of Taihua the next day.

Yang Huai was stabbed in the sore foot, pointed at Xia Ning's nose and scolded: "One day you little bastard will regret it, my mother is doing it for your own good, and you still bite Lu Dongbin like a dog!"

Now that she said it, Xia Ning really regretted it, but it was too late.

He really can't play Bian Heng, a fool who doesn't know much about the world, how could he be able to play a 30-year-old veteran in love.

Men are getting worse and worse, old stuff, bad stuff.He cursed secretly in his heart.

When the car arrived at the airport, there were some fans outside. They heard the flight number and were waiting for him holding a sign.

Sasha didn't let him stop to say hello, but she led him inside and said, "There will be a lot of people when we get off the plane, Sister Yang asked you to wait to give this letter to the station lady at the front, and said it was the last time I gave it to the station lady." Letters from fans."

"Oh." Xia Ning took the envelope and put it in the bag.

He has become accustomed to doing this kind of thing, and he will no longer be as resistant as before, although he knows that most of the pick-ups should be arranged by the company.

When the plane started to take off, he didn't know if it was because the air conditioner was blowing too much yesterday, but he suddenly felt a surge of nausea.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Sasha quickly handed over the vomit bag, and said anxiously, "Brother Ning, are you alright?"

She thought Xia Ning was airsick, and while massaging the acupuncture points on his hands, she asked the stewardess for a glass of water.

Xia Ning retched on the bag for a while, until his eyes were blurred with tears, and then he calmed down slowly.

Sasha said: "Did it get hot outside just now? I'll get off the plane and get you some Huoxiangzhengqi water."

She leaned forward, very close to Xia Ning, and a faint fragrance wafted over with her movements.

Xia Ning is naturally extremely sensitive to smells, and he can detect even subtle smells that others cannot smell.

Not to mention this gucciguilty, Bian Heng's favorite perfume.

He took the tissue and wiped his mouth, and said bluntly, "Is Mr. Bian looking for you?"

Sasha was stunned immediately, and stammered: "No, no..."