After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Chapter 27

People tend to get drowsy when exposed to the sun, Jiang Baizhou took the iced coffee from Yuan Song, and because he was wearing makeup, he drank a few sips through a straw carefully.

In the past, actors, regardless of gender, were usually like this, because lip makeup was a bit troublesome, especially for Jiang Baizhou, every time a layer of something was put on his mouth, he couldn't help but want to lick it off.

After taking a few sips of the cold drink, Jiang Baizhou's head cleared after thinking about things. Perhaps he felt that his actions were not manly, so he followed Liu Ru's way of drinking like a cow just now, lifted the lid and drank with his head tilted up.

From Yuan Song's perspective, not only can you see the rolling Adam's apple, but even the neckline is very beautiful. The button of the white shirt is opened into a V-neck. He is the same as before, and he is peeking at the faint spring light for nothing.

But this time Jiang Baizhou didn't say "Look at me again!" as he did last time. When he wiped away a drop of liquid from the corner of his mouth with the pulp of his thumb, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Song, who was pretending to be serious, and the corner of his mouth was not obvious. radians.

When Jiang Baizhou said "wife" to him yesterday, Yuan Song was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, but after seeing those two words, he was completely relieved of sleepiness, when suddenly the air conditioner in the room seemed to have broken down, making his face as red as a tomato.

In the end, I tossed and turned on the bed for half the night, and then got up and did a hundred push-ups before I fell asleep from exhaustion.

With this hint of intimacy, Yuan Song felt that he had achieved a phased victory on the road to conquering the male god, so this morning when his elder brother proposed to invite Jiang Baizhou to his house for dinner again, he agreed without thinking.

"My elder brother said that I have time after the filming. Let me take you back for dinner." Just now, Yuan Song dragged the wicker chair Pei Ning sat on to the side of Jiang Baizhou, and the ice orange juice in his hand was deformed by his fingertips. , Carefully murmured and didn't have the nerve to lift his head.

No matter what the other party thinks, anyway, in his opinion, it means going home to meet the parents.Next month is his birthday, and his parents who are busy with their careers abroad will definitely come back.

"puff!"

Yuan Song really knew how to find a space to talk, Jiang Baizhou swallowed the coffee in his mouth immediately, but was so stimulated by a word that he couldn't go up or down, his throat felt like it was going to explode.

"Cough cough!"

Reluctantly bending over to spit out some, his face flushed from coughing, his throat was sore and astringent, Yuan Song hurriedly got up and went over to pat his back, thinking to himself: Is the male god afraid?

"Did I tell you, you don't talk when I'm drinking!" When they first met, they also experienced a similar scene.Jiang Baizhou sat up straight and breathed a long sigh of relief, slightly raised his head and looked up vigorously, trying to suppress the sour tears from falling, with light makeup on.

"You don't have anything to drink now, so let me ask again, are you going?"

Originally, Jiang Baizhou wanted to take the opportunity to change the topic, but Yuan Song stood in front of him and lowered his eyes to ask. Every time he had a little emotion, his voice became more sticky.

Jiang Baizhou is not stupid, he understands what this move means.

He and Yuan Song had a smooth relationship, and they hit it off, so if it continues like this, he feels very good.

But everyone's expectations for relationships are different.

For example, Yuan Song, he wants to get the approval and blessing of his relatives and friends.

This is also human nature.

Yuan Song wringed his fingers, knowing that people should not be forced, but when he saw Jiang Baizhou pretending to be relaxed and trying to avoid the topic, he still felt a little bit scolded.

Human desire is really a gully that can't be filled. The male god is easy to talk recently, so he couldn't help playing petty temper and trying to go further.

Seeing that he was dull and silent, Jiang Baizhou finally sighed from the bottom of his heart, raised his hand and stroked his fingers, flicking them up and down. After a while, Yuan Song was so itchy that he laughed out loud, and moved closer to the male god, lifting his fingers. Pushing the person's shoulder with his hand, the small gesture is really cute.

"I'll go if I'm free."

For others to say so, most of them are perfunctory.

For Jiang Baizhou, it was a difficult enough compromise.

"I have something else I want to tell you."

Just now when he invited Jiang Baizhou home, knowing that it was difficult, Yuan Song was not as hesitant and cautious as he is now.

That tentative tone, like a broken child who has done something wrong, is prying into the parent's bottom line.

Jiang Baizhou's heart trembled for no reason.

Damn, I'm a little scared of what's going on.

He was afraid that Yuan Song would make another big request, he was really not ready for a complete showdown with others.

"Jiang Baizhou, don't get tired of being crooked! Hurry up and come over to film, finish filming early and call it a day!"

Not far away, Liu Ru held up a big horn and yelled towards them. The people in the group focused their eyes on one place, eating melons with their eyes with a smile.

"I'll film the movie first, and I'll talk about it later if I have anything to say!"

Picking up the script on the small table next to him, Jiang Baizhou walked away quickly with long legs.

Others thought he was embarrassed to rush over and start working, but in fact he was simply running away.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yuan Song himself breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

***

Two days later, the film crew of "Public Welfare" was completely wrapped up.

Jian Yan brought two little assistants and came to pack Jiang Baizhou's luggage in person.

Except for the ones he used for himself, all other daily necessities were packed in an orderly manner, and were quickly taken away by the driver and sent to Jiang Baizhou's Daping floor in the city center.

"Tomorrow's wrap-up banquet, the leaders of all cooperative companies will come, and everyone should dress as formally as possible." After Jian Yan sent the assistants back first, Liu Ru, Yuan Song, and Jiang Baizhou were left in Jiang Baizhou's room.

About nine o'clock in the evening, Huang Rui also knocked on the door and came in.

In order to participate in the wrap-up banquet at noon tomorrow, they checked into the hotel early so that they didn't have to rush to the scene.

"My brother will come tomorrow?"

Jiang Baizhou helped to clean up Yuan Song's things in the afternoon. He didn't have many things, and some things he took from home were also thrown in Jiang Baizhou's room, and they were all packed away at that time.

"Well, I see he is on the guest list drawn up by the Propaganda Department."

Liu Ru held a cigarette in his hand and wanted to smoke for a long time, but he didn't finish the conversation. Huang Rui, who wanted to quit smoking at the end, was addicted, so he waved him out quickly.

"I heard that the CEO of Shengyan Film and Television has changed. He said that he is a talented person who came back from England. It seems that he will come tomorrow." Huang Rui had a lollipop in his mouth, and he was the most well-informed. They failed to find out more details about the other party.

When he said this, Jian Yan, who was sitting on the couch manicuring her nails, couldn't help but answer: "Song Yu signed Shengyan after he left our company, and the coal boss who is covering him is one of the shareholders. Recently they There are a lot of small tricks, and I heard that they spent a lot of money to poach the backbone of the propaganda department of Huanqing Film and Television Company, so I didn't hold back my good intentions!"

"They were the ones who spread rumors about Jiang Baizhou on the Internet some time ago, but they were intercepted by Yuan Song's brother who greeted the media in advance." Jian Yan remembered something, and turned her head to talk to the two people who were nesting together on the sofa next to them and sharing fruit, "Hey, Xiao Song, we have to thank you brother later. You don’t know. Later, I asked someone to check their promotional materials. I went to that shameless place and almost dug up Jiang Baizhou’s ancestral grave. Confused a lot of young fans."

Whether it is true or not, no one knows for sure.

But if it is revealed that it is not dealt with in time, it will be a huge shock, especially when the new movie is about to enter the stage of intensive publicity, there is no limit to the black hands.

"It's okay, don't be so polite," Yuan Song picked up Jiang Baizhou's cut fruit plate, got up and put it on the opposite side of the dining table, "We have to keep an eye on it later, the other party didn't succeed this time, so it's hard to guarantee that they won't take advantage of it next time." and enter."

The entertainment circle is big and big, and small and small.

There are only so many top-level resources. In order to become a master, there is no need to worry about crushing your opponent to death on the beach.

Most people are like this, because the unhealthy trend in the circle never stops.

"I don't have anything shameful." Jiang Baizhou finished cutting a plate of oranges, wiped the fruit knife with a towel, and while talking to the person opposite, he inadvertently pushed the fruit plate to Yuan Song who was next to him, "There used to be people Say I’m not good at acting emotional scenes, okay, you’re right, brother! But now you ask Liu Ru, is our emotional drama good?”

Jiang Baizhou shivered and patted his thigh, looking confident and complacent.

The banditry between his brows and eyes is high-spirited, revealing the vividness and freshness of young people.

When he was in school, his ideal was to be a scientist.

Later, after experiencing the turmoil and muddle-headed college entrance examination, he fell to the bottom of his life.

The foreign professor who wanted to take him to do scientific research weighed it over and over again, but gave up on him.

Later, instead of inheriting the family business, he started working in Vanity Fair in the entertainment industry again, and had a disagreement with his father who had high hopes for him. The relationship between father and son is not good until now.

He is eager to prove himself through hard work. Only by becoming a leader in the industry can he swear to himself and others that he can live up to his loneliness and years.

Afterwards, several people chatted about some gossip about Shengyan before they left and went back to their rooms.

Yuan Song didn't leave. Today was the last time he stayed in a hotel. After washing up, he and Jiang Baizhou lay on the bed playing games with a mobile phone.

Yuan Song operated, Jiang Baizhou surrounded him behind him, pointing and making high-level remarks from time to time, and wanted to strike a few times, but Yuan Song avoided him with a smile.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant to stay here."

Jiang Baizhou pinched Yuan Song's earlobe and whispered.

He has stayed in countless hotels, and looking around, everything is familiar and pleasing to the eye, and he feels like he is at home.

After a while, Yuan Song got tired of playing. He stuck his head on Jiang Baizhou's chest as before, and played with his nightgown for a while.

"How about we rent out these two rooms for a long time?"

These two people are exactly the same since they lost their fortunes. As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Baizhou had a good idea, and maybe he could come and live occasionally in the future.

"What do your family members call you? Do you have a nickname?"

The relationship between the two is sticky, and there are many things that need not be said, but there is no special name between them.

Yuan Song became sweet and tired, and liked to call Jiang Baizhou brother.

However, when his elder brother heard him calling someone else the same name on the phone that day, his eyes widened and he almost ate him.

He also didn't want to be called Brother Jiang, and there were quite a few people who usually called him Brother Zhou.

Jiang Baizhou was a little embarrassed by his gaze, and pushed his head back from his arms.

"Even if you don't have a nickname, it's impossible for your parents to call you Jiang Baizhou. Look at my family, they all call me Xiao Song, how kind!"

Yuan Song refused to let go, raised his heavy head again, and stretched his collar to extract a confession.

Jiang Baizhou was pulled so that his nightgown fell apart, so he compromised like a headache, and softly uttered two words: "Xiao Bai."

When Qi Yin said it, Yuan Song almost didn't hear it.

When he was very young, he liked to walk with his back straight, and then he liked to wear green clothes, walking far away, like a moving cypress.

So the elders joked and called him "Xiaobai" unanimously.

The word "Xiaobai" is very cute, and it has nothing to do with the cool and flamboyant Jiang Dingliu.Yuan Song thought it was too cute, he laughed out loud, and especially owed people to call him "Xiaobai" on every side of the house.

"Then can I also call you Xiaobai in the future? Hahaha~~~"

The more Yuan Song talked, the more crazy he became, laughing until his stomach hurts.

Jiang Baizhou felt that he was being ridiculed, and hundreds of people were dissatisfied.

So he straightened his waist, turned over and pressed the person under his body to tickle.

Yuan Song laughed so hard that his flowers trembled wildly, his eyes were covered with misty water vapor, looking very attractive.

It's not right for the two of them to be entangled with each other and make a fuss.

The clothes were half uncovered, the skin touched, Yuan Song's chest heaved and heaved, looking at the half-sitting person with hot eyes, he couldn't help biting the corner of his mouth.

Following his slightly frivolous movements, Jiang Baizhou felt that he was bewitched.

Such a good and clean boy didn't need to say anything, everything just happened so naturally.

Jiang Baizhou pulled off the quilt that was about to fall off the bed, covered the two of them together in the sweltering darkness, surrendered to their desires, and became immortals.

Although there is no real sense of belonging to each other completely, but the heart has already turned into a pool, regardless of you and me, and are intimate.