If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

Song Qinghan didn't reject Chu Ming's proposal, he nodded, and then walked towards the elevator with a little vain footsteps.

Seeing this, Chu Ming also followed him not too far away, as if he had some private matter and it was inconvenient to talk about it here.

The rest of the people in the hall felt a little weird seeing this scene, but they shook their heads secretly when they thought of Chu Ming's temperament that was never close to masculine and feminine.

If Song Qinghan really had that kind of relationship with Chu Ming, why bother to study his acting skills there by himself, as long as he acted like a baby, a little bit of Chu Ming's fingers would be enough for him to toss about.

And... Judging by their performance, they don't look like it.How can a little lover dare to walk in front of the benefactor, and the benefactor will not be angry like this.

It's more reliable to say they are friends.Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid that Mr. Chu has some good to take care of Song Qinghan.

Sure enough, I can't envy you.

Li Nuo watched the figures of Song Qinghan and Chu Ming disappear into the corner of the corridor one after the other, slowly lowered his head, and drank the champagne in his hand.

"Li Nuo." Xiao Qingben walked over, looked at her glass, and slowly lowered her head to take a sip of the champagne in her hand, "He has made great progress."

"Yes." Li Nuo smiled lightly, with perfect appearance, "He is a very powerful junior."

Xiao Qingben looked at her with a gentle smile, then left with the cup in hand.

Li Nuo put the empty wine glass heavily on the table, then took his small satchel, and turned into the elevator room without looking back.

Why, why is even Xiao Qingben speaking for him now? !

She pressed the floor of her room, and walked out quickly when the elevator door opened.

When passing by Song Qinghan's room, her footsteps stopped intentionally or unintentionally. The room seemed to be quiet. She walked forward slowly for a while, took out the key card and swiped the door of her own room.

Song Qinghan took Chu Ming back to his room, and when he opened the door, he saw a big bed.

The organizer of the show this time obviously put a lot of effort into preparing extremely luxurious suites for the invited crew. Even though Song Qinghan was only the male number four, because after the release of "Zhen Shanhe" his popularity was higher than that of male characters. Xiao Qingben of the first and Li Nuo of the first female are not much inferior. When preparing the room, the program team also raised his treatment, which is similar to that of the second male.

Chu Ming followed Song Qinghan into the room without looking sideways, and then sat down on the small sofa in the room, feeling a little nervous for some reason.

Song Qinghan took off the suit jacket on his body, revealing the serious, crisp and close-fitting white shirt underneath.

"Would you like some water?" Song Qinghan's voice was a little soft, a little different from his usual clearness, Chu Ming looked over slowly, the blush on Song Qinghan's face was getting deeper and deeper, making his brows and eyes dimmer Li is very.

But he still looked like he didn't know it, with doubts and a smile on his delicate and cold face, he arranged Chu Ming clearly.

"……drink."

He needs a glass of cold water to subdue the fire!

Song Qinghan poured him a glass, and then walked over with a glass himself.

At some point, he rolled up his sleeves, and unbuttoned two or three buttons around his neck, looking very relaxed and very... attractive.

Chu Ming picked up the water glass and took a sip.

"Are you coming to the opening ceremony tomorrow?" Song Qinghan pressed his forehead and asked slowly.

"not sure yet."

Chu Ming is usually very busy with work, so he really doesn't need to come to the opening ceremony of such a film festival in person.Song Qinghan's dizzy brain was a little slow to react, and then he responded with a hum.

Seeing that something was wrong with him, Chu Ming stretched out his hand to explore, and covered Song Qinghan's hot face with his slightly cool hand, causing Song Qinghan to rub against his hand.

Chu Ming's eyes were soft, and he let him rub against this movement.

"Is the business card George gave you still there?" Chu Ming asked after thinking about it.

"...Yes." Song Qinghan nodded slowly, pointed to the suit jacket on the clothes rack by the door, and indicated that the business card was inside.

"The brand show that George is going to hold," Chu Ming thought for a while, and said softly while holding Song Qinghan's hand, "It's a cooperation project with Ozes, an old luxury brand in Italy, but Ozes just sold it this year. Lord, the new person in charge is going to change his style, so he plans to find a new face in the fashion circle to be the main model."

"George is their chief designer. He invited you this time, and he probably wants you to try it."

The previous design concept of Ozes was retro, luxurious, with a strong renaissance atmosphere.But this style is actually not suitable in the current environment. Although some people are deeply influenced by it and loyal to its style, it is not enough.

What it wants to seek is a larger market and more advanced design concepts.As far as Chu Ming knows, George is extremely bold in design. The design concept is mainly pioneering, elegant, and luxurious. It overlaps with the design concept of Ozesi itself, but it is also different.

This is also the main reason why Ozes entrusted this brand show to George.

"What if I can't be selected?" Song Qinghan blinked and asked with a smile.

"I can't be selected..." Chu Ming leaned over and kissed his earlobe, "If I can't be selected, I will compensate you."

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, pulled Chu Ming's tie, kissed him on the chin, and then slowly moved upwards, with some scorching breath intertwined with Chu Ming, appearing to be intimate.

Chu Ming supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and gently pressed the back of Song Qinghan's head with the other hand, slowly deepening the kiss.

Song Qinghan frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that Chu Ming took away his initiative, put his hands on Chu Ming's shoulders, and kissed back.

Chu Ming has exercised very well. Even though he often needs to sit in the office to deal with things, he still has a lot of muscles that he should have.When Song Qinghan climbed on his shoulders, his hands were flexible and full of presence.

Song Qinghan couldn't help pinching it.The muscles under his hands are tense.

"Hanhan..." Chu Ming raised his head slightly, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were deep, "Don't move around."

Song Qinghan curled his lips into a smile, kissed his chin, and then kissed his brow, cheek, ear... lightly.

"Aren't you originally mine?" Song Qinghan obviously remembered what Chu Ming said before to pay him back, and his breath was obviously a little unstable, but he still frowned, looking down at the half-lying man with some pride. Chu Ming, who was on the sofa, pointed out his mistake seriously.

Chu Ming was silent for a while, his eyes swept across Song Qinghan's exposed neck, and he nodded calmly: "Yes."

He raised his body and pressed a kiss on Song Qinghan's slightly swollen lips: "I have always been yours."

Song Qinghan endured his kiss, lowered his eyes slowly, and slender fingers brushed against Chu Ming's powerful but not clumsy arm. The light and fluttering movements seemed to be scratching his boots, but on the contrary, Chu Ming's blood surged up.

Tonight's Song Qinghan...was a bit bold to be straightforward.

"...I saw you and Li Nuo chatting before." Song Qinghan's movements stopped, and his voice was a little muffled.

Chu Ming watched Song Qinghan's combed hair fall a few strands in front of his forehead, with a cold face but staring at him with bright eyes, blushing cheeks, his heart softened.

"I told her that I have a lover." Chu Ming shook his hand and smiled slowly.

Song Qinghan's eyes brightened slightly.

Song Qinghan after drinking...is really amazingly cute.Chu Ming even wanted to lock up Song Qinghan like this, don't let others see him, let him only belong to him.

He lowered his head slowly, covering up the fanatical possessiveness that inadvertently showed in his eyes.

"After the film festival tomorrow, I'll ask Wei Qian to pick you up." Chu Ming stroked Song Qinghan's hair and said, "I've prepared a surprise for you."

"What is it?" Song Qinghan asked with some doubts, tilting his head.

I don't know when it started, but Song Qinghan and Chu Ming had already relaxed a lot when getting along, and began to show more emotions unconsciously in front of Chu Ming.

Chu Ming saw these changes in his eyes.

"You'll know when the time comes." Chu Ming kissed Song Qinghan on the chin, who knew that Song Qinghan actually raised his neck and indulged his movements, this...was simply a gesture of acquiescence.

Chu Ming was a little eager, but he still restrained his movements, and the kiss slowly slid down from Song Qinghan's ear like a touch of water.

He slowly licked and kissed Song Qinghan's untied collarbone on the protruding and delicate collarbone, and the body under his hands trembled slightly.

"Don't move." Song Qinghan blinked and broke free from Chu Ming's arms.

Chu Ming took a deep breath and really didn't move.

Song Qinghan leaned over to give him a kiss, and reached down with one hand.

Song Qinghan's movements were very green, but Chu Ming was very moved when he saw him frowning and thinking.

It's just that Song Qinghan will attend the film festival tomorrow, and with Song Qinghan's strange reaction just now, Chu Ming just kissed him when he was released, and did not make any further movements.

"...I want to take a bath." Song Qinghan was actually awake, took a tissue to wipe his hands, and turned his head to Chu Ming and said.

"Okay." Chu Ming half supported and half hugged him and led him into the bathroom.

Song Qinghan sat down on the edge of the bathtub obediently, Chu Ming turned on the shower head, and the steaming mist sprayed down, instantly soaking his and Song Qinghan's clothes.

The thin white shirt was stained with water, and it was tightly attached to Song Qinghan's body, outlining his slender but not weak figure. The thin layer of muscles was smooth and graceful, which looked more... seductive than naked.

"...Hanhan," Chu Ming's gaze flicked across Song Qinghan's body, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Can you wash it yourself?"

"...Yes." Song Qinghan unbuttoned two buttons and nodded.

Chu Ming immediately went out from the bathroom, and closed the door by the way, his movements seemed a little bit embarrassed.

Song Qing took a bath with hot water, and slowly woke up from his drowsy mind.

He put on a loose bathrobe, tied it and opened the bathroom door.

Not far from the door, Chu Ming, whose clothes were wet, had already taken off his coat, and he was talking on the phone, not knowing what to say.

"...Mmm." Chu Ming hung up the phone, and when he turned his head, there was a warm Song Qinghan still exuding heat.

It's just that Song Qinghan seems to have woken up a lot now, not as slow as before.

"finished Wash?"

"Yeah." Song Qinghan wiped his hair with a towel, then found another bathrobe and handed it to Chu Ming, "You're wet, go wash it."

"No..." Chu Ming opened his mouth, and Song Qinghan's eyes blocked his next words.

Chu Dagou obediently picked up his bathrobe and went to take a bath.

"Give me the clothes." When the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, Song Qinghan knocked on the bathroom door, and a small crack opened beside the door, and a shirt was handed out from the door with a big hand .

Song Qinghan took the shirt, used the hair dryer in the room to dry the moisture on it, and then took the iron to iron it back to a flat and crisp appearance.

When Chu Ming came out in his bathrobe, Song Qinghan had already handed him his shirt.

"All right."

Chu Ming took the shirt and went to the bathroom to change it. While buttoning it, he couldn't help telling, "You drank wine today, I put a glass of water by the bed, remember to drink it when you're thirsty at night."

"Okay." Song Qinghan responded tirelessly, picked up the tie, wrapped it around his neck, and tied it carefully.

After fastening the tie, Song Qinghan picked up the ironed coat and put it on for Chu Ming, and before Chu Ming could speak, he agreed, "I'll sleep later."

Someone from Chu who just wanted to tell Song Qinghan to go to bed early: "..."

"Then, good night." Chu Ming bowed his head and kissed him on the forehead, with a gentle expression, "I'll go back first."

"Well, be careful on the road." Song Qinghan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he nodded.

Song Qinghan looked at Chu Ming's figure slowly walking away, feeling a little bored in his heart, closed the door, walked to the bed and sat down, looked at the glass of water on the bedside table, picked it up and took a sip, then slowly Lie down on the bed.

After taking a bath, the muscles and bones of the whole body were relaxed, and the exhaustion surged up at this relaxing time.Song Qinghan yawned lightly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Lin Yun knocked on Song Qinghan's door with several sets of clothes.

"Morning." Song Qinghan, who had just finished breakfast, opened the door in a tightly tied bathrobe, his hair still a little messy.

"Morning." Lin Yun followed Lin Chan, looking very professional with the big bags in his hands.

She looked at Song Qinghan's face, and then said with a smile: "Today's condition is good."

Isn't it in good condition? The collagen on the face is refreshing, with a touch of natural blush. You don't need to apply any foundation and blush.

People who don't know about this red-faced person may think that Song Qinghan is in love.

"Brother Chen prepared this set of clothes for you. Try it first. If it doesn't fit, I'll change it quickly." Lin Yun took the bags containing the clothes from Lin Chan, and handed them all over to Song Qinghan hand.

"Okay." Song Qinghan didn't shirk, took the suit and went to the bathroom to change.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the suit that Chen An prepared for him is a classic formal suit from Aozesi. At first glance, it looks retro and classic, but when you look closely, you can find that the fabric is shining with light, and it looks exquisitely tailored. , luxurious and compelling.

This is a complete four-piece suit, including shirts, trousers, vests, and coats. Even small things like belts are well thought out.

First shirts, then pants, belts, vests, coats... Song Qinghan slowly put on the clothes, buttoned them and walked out of the bathroom.

"Hey!" Lin Yun looked Song Qinghan up and down with admiring eyes, and couldn't help secretly praising Chen An's taste.

Obviously looking so slovenly, I didn't expect to have a good taste in choosing clothes for artists...

With just such a set of clothes, Song Qinghan's advantages were highlighted.

Song Qinghan's temperament tends to be cold and indifferent, even though he often has a smile on his face, it does not prevent others from thinking that he should be a cold and indifferent beauty the first time they see him.

Lin Yun felt the same way when she met Song Qinghan at the beginning. Although Song Qinghan was gentle and polite in the later contact, she always felt that the word cold was the most suitable for his temperament.

The first time she saw Song Qinghan coming out of the bathroom, Lin Yun already had a vague idea in her mind. She asked Song Qinghan to sit down in front of the dressing table, then opened her cosmetic bag, and first repaired it for Song Qinghan. Trimming his eyebrows, he took a few small brushes and flicked lightly on Song Qinghan's face.

The slightly long hair was still combed by Lin Yun, and it was combed neatly to the back of the head, revealing a smooth and full forehead; the eyebrows were trimmed to give a straight and flying outline, and they looked clean with a little filling of eyebrow powder And tidy.

Lin Yun stopped what he was doing, looked at his masterpiece carefully, then took out a pair of gold-rimmed plain glasses from his small bag, and placed them on Song Qinghan's face.

"Okay." She put away her makeup bag, then moved away, revealing Song Qinghan's body.

"Brother Han..." Lin Chan couldn't help but yelled in a low voice when he saw Song Qinghan for the first time, and then quickly came back to his senses.

"Thank you for your hard work." Song Qinghan glanced at himself in the mirror, and immediately understood what kind of effect Lin Yun planned to create.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Lin Chan shook his head quickly, and then looked at the time, "Brother Han, it's time to go now."

"it is good."

The opening ceremony of the film festival is at 03:30 in the afternoon, but before that, Song Qinghan still needs to have a round with the crew of "Zhen Shanhe", and then go through the process a little bit to avoid any troubles during the opening ceremony.

A suit is a very picky thing. A slight change in your figure can be clearly reflected in the posture of your upper body. So in order to avoid embarrassment, Song Qinghan can only avoid it as much as possible before the opening ceremony is over. ate.

"Good morning, Director Zhang." Song Qinghan walked down the hall, where many people were already chatting in twos and threes.He looked around, and then walked in the direction of Zhang Ying.

"Good morning." Zhang Ying smiled when he saw him, then took a look at Song Qinghan, and said jokingly, "Young man has really good taste, you are really spirited in this dress."

"Director Zhang is also full of energy today." Song Qinghan smiled, "Looks like a lucky star."

Zhang Ying's heart was moved when he heard the words, and he laughed aloud: "You are really good at coaxing people."

"It's just words from the heart, how can it be called coaxing." Song Qinghan said sincerely.

They said a few words here, and Li Nuo and Xiao Qingben also followed.

Li Nuo was wearing a snow-white gauze skirt, and a bright red peony spread up from the hem of the skirt that stretched the floor. As he walked, it seemed that a peony was undergoing the process of exploding its fragrant stamens, which was so dazzling that it was unbelievable.

On the other hand, Xiao Qing was much more low-key, wearing a black suit that was classic and cold, except for a peony-shaped tie clip on her tie, which echoed Li Nuo's dress.

Golden boy and jade girl.

Almost as soon as they appeared, that was the word that came to everyone's mind.

Although I know this is a hint of the relationship between Xiao Qingben and the characters played by Li Nuo in the movie, but this does not prevent everyone from admiring the never outdated combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

"Director Zhang, good morning." Li Nuo noticed Song Qinghan almost at the first sight when he came down.She greeted Zhang Ying with a polite and good-looking smile, then turned to Song Qinghan, "Qinghan, morning."

"Good morning, Sister Nuo." Song Qinghan replied with a smile.

"Tsk, when you see a beauty, you forget us rough guys..." Xiao Qingben stood aside and said with a sour tone.

The smile on Song Qinghan's lips deepened: "Brother Xiao, good morning."

"It's early too." Xiao Qingben raised her eyebrows, and her tone returned to normal in a second.

When the people in the hall were almost gathered, someone from the program team came and sent them a schedule, which stated when to enter the venue and what crew would enter the venue. It was concise and clear at a glance.

"We are the second to last to enter." Zhang Ying looked at the content on the card and understood the program group's careful thinking.

Generally, important crews are either placed at the beginning to attract popularity, or placed at the end to maintain ratings.

Should it be said that they were selected in the penultimate place, is it the affirmation of their crew by the film festival program team?

Drinks and food were always provided in the hall, but apart from being extremely hungry, most of the people present just held a glass of wine in their hands and drank slowly, maintaining a dignified and elegant demeanor.

"It's almost there." The crew of "Zhen Shanhe" familiarized themselves with the whole process in the lobby, and some crews had already started to drive to the opening venue of the film festival.

The hotel booked by the program team was not far from the venue, and as soon as we stepped out of the hotel gate, we could already hear the shouts of fans from the venue.

"Let's go."

The long motorcade drove forward, Song Qinghan and Xiao Lang were sitting in the same car, the dazzling neon lights were left behind them all the way.

"Which crew will arrive next..." The host's sweet voice sounded in the venue, and Song Qinghan's car stopped slowly.

The author has something to say: Chu; the heartache is unbearable; Ming: the heartache!

Hanhan:...