I heard he had an affair with the actor

Ji Yi is 35 this year, and he is considered young in the director circle, but just looking at his appearance, he has a beard and sparse hair, greasy, wretched clothes, and tasteless clothes. If you say he is 50 without taking out his ID card, people will believe him.

In a high-end teahouse, Ji Yi is sipping tea with his legs crossed. There are elegant private rooms with green smoke curling up, a few clusters of exquisite green plants, and some famous calligraphy and paintings. His flamboyant pink floral shirt is particularly eye-catching.

Yan Mo and Wu Kuan had been waiting for more than half an hour. During this time, they had been silently watching Ji Yi drinking tea, listening to him smacking his mouth and sucking.

Very hot on the eyes.

"Director Ji." Wu Kuan rubbed his hands and said with a smile on his face, "The water in this teapot has bottomed out, why don't we drink it after a break?"

Ji Yi glanced at him sideways, then looked at Yanmo: "What kind of person do you think Song Zhizhi is?"

Yan Mo was facing Ji Yi. He didn't have the nervousness and excitement of a newcomer facing a well-known director. His expression was calm but he was not rude. His voice was somewhat serious: "A very contradictory person, who is both indifferent and indifferent. warmth."

"Oh?" A hint of interest flashed across Ji Yi's face, motioning for Yanmo to continue.

Yan Mo said: "He looks cold, mysterious, and repulsive on the outside, but in fact he is very soft on the inside. He is not good at expressing, and it is easy to mess up simple things. The first time I met Su Yang was an idiot. It's a good example, he originally intended to persuade Su Yang not to skip class, but he didn't expect to fight after a few words."

"He hoped that every student in the class could get good grades, but his extremely strict teaching methods caused all the students to complain, and even went to the principal to protest collectively. But even so, Song Zhizhi still did not change his original intention."

"Based on the first impression, it is really hard to imagine that Song Zhizhi is such a gentle person. But it is precisely this that makes the role of Song Zhizhi attractive and attractive."

"Cute contrast?" Wu Kuan interrupted suddenly.

"You can also say that." Yanmo nodded.

Ji Yi squinted his eyes and shook his head slightly, as if he was enjoying listening, he raised his hand: "Continue talking."

Yan Mo continued: "Su Yang resisted the loudest at first, and he also led the collective protest."

"But the person who hated him the most became Song Zhizhi's staunchest supporter in the end."

"Why?" Wu Kuan questioned, but Yan Mo looked at Ji Yi.

With his eyes closed, Ji Yi suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Yan Mo: "How many times have you read the original book?"

Yanmo: "I read it three times and listened to it twice."

Ji Yi nodded with a calm expression, waved his hand and ordered another pot of tea.

Wu Kuan was a little confused, was he satisfied or dissatisfied?

Looking at Yan Mo again, he also looked calm and breezy, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

Hey!Wu Kuan patted his thigh, he was the only one who was in a hurry when he was co-authoring, okay, let me drink some tea too!

After half a pot of water went down, Ji Yi said leisurely: "It will be officially launched in the middle of next month, and you are not allowed to disclose relevant information to anyone before then."

"In the remaining month, I ask you to lose 15 catties, and your skin will be one degree whiter than now. You should be familiar with Song Zhizhi's appearance after reading the original book."

Ji Yi looked Yan Mo up and down while talking: "Of course, you must lose muscle while losing weight. If you become a chicken in a month, just get out!"

"And you!" Ji Yi suddenly looked at Wu Kuan.

"Me!" Wu Kuan said excitedly, the fireworks in his heart were crackling, and he was about to go to the sky happily: "You can tell me, you say!"

Ji Yi looked disgusted: "You are not allowed to ask screenwriter Tang out for dinner in the future!"

"Uh..."

Wu Kuan's face turned purple.

Lose weight and gain muscle in one month, and at the same time whiten.

There are many convenient ways for celebrities in the circle to lose weight, such as overeating, vomiting, and whole body cooling therapy. It is said that this method can quickly consume calories in the body, but the cost of physical therapy is too high.

In the end, Yanmo decided to use the most convenient diet to lose weight. He downloaded a recent popular weight loss recipe from the Internet, combined with high-intensity exercise, first anaerobic and then aerobic, and formulated a devil training plan.

Wu Kuan browsed through it briefly, and felt that the devil had strangled his throat with just one glance. Yan Mo really had to persist for a month after such a brutal training?

Just the single recipe made Wu Kuan frown. Boiled vegetables and hard-boiled eggs, meat can only eat chicken breasts, how can there be strength to train if the appetite is not satisfied?

Isn't there a popular saying in the weight loss industry, how can you lose weight if you can't eat enough?

However, the above are all yy deep in Wu Kuan's heart.

Bearing hardships and standing hard work is the basic quality of an actor. If he can't even endure the hardship of losing weight, Wu Kuan shouldn't expect Yanmo to become a big deal in the future.

There is a way to lose weight, if whitening...

Yanmo called Zhang Lele and Daniel to consult. They are both whiter than him, so there must be a way.

In the restaurant, Daniel couldn't straighten up laughing when he heard Yanmo's plea for help: "You want whitening? Did I hear you right? Hahahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year! Hahaha, I laughed so hard Already!"

Yan Mo's face was expressionless, Zhang Lele elbowed Daniel: "Be serious!"

"I'm sorry." Daniel sat up straight, propped his face with one hand, and smiled in his eyes: "What's the matter, your film star despises you or something? The wheat color is so charming, I like the wheat color, what is white and white! "

Zhang Lele suddenly turned cold, and squinted at Daniel, who immediately became honest.

Yanmo said, "I need it for work."

Zhang Lele glanced at Daniel sideways, thought about it carefully, and said, "Brother Yan, you can use some whitening skin care products, such as facial mask and lotion, but the effect varies from person to person."

"Skin care products?" Yan Mo frowned slightly: "Is there any other way?"

"Or you can go for whitening injections, and the effect will be immediate!"

Yan Mo frowned even tighter: "Is there any more?"

"Uh..." Zhang Lele racked his brains: "If you stay at home for a month and don't go anywhere, you should be able to make some money."

"Sauna, detoxification and beauty, sweating can whiten!"

Yan Mo lowered his eyes, this method can be considered!

After the meal, Zhang Lele followed Daniel back to the studio, and Yanmo drove directly to the club.

Yanmo has his own training room here, which is full of fitness equipment.

Yanmo first did a 10-minute warm-up exercise, and then started punching for an hour without a break. After the end, he rested for a few minutes to replenish enough water and started lifting dumbbells.

A few hours passed, several sets of high-intensity training, Yan Mo's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and his head was a little dizzy.

He lay flat on the ground, the towel draped over his face, his chest heaving up and down, and the entire training room was filled with his gasps.

When the lights outside the window came on, the day ended like this, Yan Mo took out his mobile phone from his bag, hesitated for a while, and dialed Gu Xingfeng's number.

The phone was connected quickly, and the familiar voice was transmitted to the ear through the microphone. I don't know if it was due to excessive exercise or what, Yan Mo's heart suddenly trembled.

An emotion called nostalgia spread in the chest.

"Have you eaten yet?" Yan Mo took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound normal.

"No, stop eating, lose weight." Gu Xingfeng's voice sounded a little listless.

Yan Mo frowned: "You're not fat."

"But it doesn't look good on camera. I have an interview in a few days."

Yan Mo felt a little distressed, but he didn't speak again. Didn't he lose weight crazy for the new play?As an actor, many things are involuntary.

"How are you? Did the meeting go well today?"

Yan Mo smiled lightly: "It's going well, the director asked me to prepare well and start the machine in the middle of next month."

"Where was it filmed? Who is playing opposite you? A man or a woman?"

Yan Mo struggled for a while, and said: "Director Ji said that he cannot disclose relevant information to the outside world."

Gu Xingfeng clicked his tongue: "This guy has a lot of things to do, forget it, I won't make things difficult for you."

The two chatted for a long time, mostly about trivial matters, sometimes Yanmo would suddenly laugh.

In addition to the strong smell of male hormones, the empty training room also has a little warmth of love.

After the call ended, Gu Xingfeng lay flat on the sofa, his ears were slightly hot from the phone.

Gu Xingfeng's stomach growled after he hadn't eaten all day, if Yan Mo was here, he would definitely make supper for him.

Gu Xingfeng suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and the feeling of loneliness was like an impenetrable net, which made him suffocate.

People seem to be like this, it is easy to get used to something, but it is very difficult to quit.

Gu Xingfeng was afraid that he would suddenly go crazy, so he called Yan Mo to come over. If he really did this, he would be insane.

"Brother Wang." Wan Siming, who was playing outside, suddenly received a call.

"What's the matter?"

"Stay at my house tonight."

"Damn it..." Wang Siming spat out a mouthful of beer, "No...not good!"

"Come here, I'm bored by myself, let's fight the landlord online."

Wang Siming snorted: "Now I think of me, hum, let me think about it."

"Come on, come on, drink as much red wine as you want!"

Gu Xingfeng's red wine is all good, Wang Siming's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

Throughout the night, Gu Xingfeng played absent-mindedly, cheating Wang Siming countless times, a typical pig teammate.

Wang Siming grabbed his cell phone and asked, "Did you two quarrel?"

Gu Xingfeng was stunned: "No? Continue."

"You're going to kill me, I won't play anymore."

"Then go drink." Gu Xingfeng slumped on the sofa, looking sluggish.

"What's wrong with you!" Wang Siming frowned, he had never seen Gu Xingfeng like this.

After a long silence, Gu Xingfeng suddenly covered his face and let out a slow squeak.

"I kind of miss him."

"Maybe... this is the legendary lovesickness?"