Chapter 53 Zhang Nu The night was noisy and crowded, so Pei Yan never found a chance to talk to Zhuang Xiao.
Many people were drunk, and in the end they were picked up by assistants and taken back to their homes.
It's best to be drunk.
After sobering up, everyone pretends not to know or see what happened that night.
This world of entertainment and audience play is like this over and over again every day.
The next day, the leading actors in several of Jiahuang's major productions this year, as well as newcomers highly promoted by the company, gathered in the studio to take a set of calendar photos to be released at the end of the season.
The twelve-month calendar is arranged according to celebrity status and the popularity of the works, with the big names at the back.
In terms of heavyweight, Pei Yan was originally scheduled from January to June, and their company also has several veteran actors and actresses.
But because of Zhuang Pei's popularity and the investment and promotion of the film, Pei Yan was able to squeeze into the July to December slot.
The couple's joint photo was moved to the September page, which is pretty good.
Zhuang Xiao was also the only one at the scene who could be included in this almanac without signing an artist contract with Jiahuang. c.
The purchasing power of a double-load of fans can buy all these peripherals.
Businessmen will not struggle with money, so if you are carrying the sedan chair, please also invite the village sir to take pictures of this calendar.
Zhuang Xiao just wanted to take pictures with Pei Yan, as long as Yan Yan was happy.
The two finally met each other again after last night, nodding to each other calmly.
Let's get to work.
The two of them sat side by side while the makeup artist applied powder and styled their hair.
The makeup guy lowered his head and looked at him carefully: "Yanyan, you have an aphthous sore on the corner of your mouth."
Pei Yan snorted: "I know."
The makeup guy asked: "What did you do?
You got angry after eating mutton last night?"
Pei Yan pouted: "I didn't eat mutton last night."
Zhuang Xiao said: "It's time to take gunpowder."
The two of them glanced at each other in the mirror, with two makeup guys between them, dangling back and forth to block their view.
Zhuang Xiao asked with his eyes: Is the mouth sore serious?
Pei Yan happened to be smeared there.
He said "Yo" and grinned in front of the mirror.
It hurt.
The makeup guy said, "Then I have to use concealer and contouring to cover it for you."
Pei Yan: "Isn't it okay if I don't cover it up?"
Zhuang Xiao said: "If you don't cover it up, you will have canker sores in the photo."
Pei Yan said: "That's just me, I follow the path of true temperament."
The makeup guy said: "Brother Xiao has a dimple on the corner of his mouth, and you have an aphthous sore on the corner of your mouth.
You two are considered worthy of condoms."
When Pei Yan heard this, we were "matched".
I love hearing this, but with a big mouth sore, we were just "matched".
There was only two meters between them.
Pei Yan lowered his eyelids and glanced at the phone, covering it with his palm, and sent a WeChat message: Mouth hurts.
There was a "buzz" sound, as if there was an earthquake in the trouser pocket.
Zhuang Xiao turned off the mute and said: Go back and take some heat-clearing, detoxifying and internal heat-removing granules, drink tea, don't eat meat or spicy food, don't eat mutton and seafood.
After typing this long string of words, Zhuang Xiao's posture made his neck stiff.
He had to tilt the screen and look sideways to avoid being seen by the makeup artist.
Pei Yan: Then what else can I eat?
Zhuang Xiao: Eat me.
Pei Yan continued: It hurts to open your mouth, it hurts to pout, and I can’t even kiss you.
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Zhuang Xiao said: Can I kiss you?
Pei Yan immediately responded with a string of flaming red lips, and then manually made a sound: Boop, bang, bam.
Zhuang Xiao smiled with his dimples out, and replied with a set of flaming red lips without thinking.
After replying, he really wanted to poke his own eyes.
The stylist selected several sets of clothes for each of them and went into the fitting room to try them on.
The two of them went into their separate cubicles as if nothing had happened, and specifically asked their assistants to go outside to drink coffee.
Through a thin layer of board, Pei Yan whispered: "The stylist said that we need to contrast when we are on camera.
One is more covered up, and the other is more exposed.
Which one do you plan to wear?"
Zhuang Xiao said: "You can show it, it's up to you."
Pei Yan hummed: "You agree to my exposure?"
Zhuang Xiao said: "If you disagree with me, I don't care what you wear."
Pei Yan said: "You don't care what I wear."
Zhuang Xiao: "Wear whatever you like" If you have nothing to say, it's just a basket of nonsense.
Pei Yan was deliberately bored.
After all, her heart was inevitably aggravated by yesterday's unhappiness.
The situation was disrupted by Du Mingjun and Mr.
Du last night, but neither of them said anything disappointing.
After a while, there was another movement from the other side of the cubicle.
Zhuang Xiao asked warily: "What are you doing?"
Bang Bang bang The entire baffle moved, made a "creak" sound, and then started shaking.
It was really an earthquake.
Zhuang Xiao quickly held on and pushed from his side with a lunge posture, feeling that the board was about to collapse.
A few seconds later, Mr.
Pei's face emerged from the large gap above the baffle and smiled at him.
Zhuang Xiao ordered him in a low voice: "Get down, this is a temporary partition.
If it is not strong, the board will collapse."
Pei Yan smiled and said, "I must be awesome."
Zhuang Xiao nodded, you are really awesome, go down.
Pei Yan mouthed: I will climb up and give you a kiss.
Zhuang Xiao looked up at the monkey.
It's impossible not to be touched, it's impossible not to love.
Are you willing to give up?
Really reluctant Zhuang Xiao held on to the baffle, stepped on his feet and jumped up.
Then with the inertia of the jump, he accurately touched Pei Yan's lips, where the aphthous sore was.
Pei Yan was very happy to be kissed, and then she said "Uh", got confused, and slipped out.
Then we take pictures in the studio, under the direction of the cameraman, who works hard to concave the shape.
I took hundreds of photos at a time and picked out the best ones.
One of them is facing forward, the other is facing away, blocking each other's shoulders.
Zhuang Xiao, with a stern expression, held Mr.
Pei in his arms.
The hand in the camera was actually pressing on Pei Yan's back shoulder, majestic and strong.
Pei Yan turned her back to the camera, looking at her partner with a smile on her lips.
The translucent back hem of her shirt was blown open by the wind, revealing a large and wild tattoo on her lower waist.
Pei Yan sat in front of the computer and reviewed the photos.
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He selected the one he was most satisfied with and copied the rest of the original photos himself.
"We need to be more handsome."
Pei Yan told the retouching guy at the studio.
"How can I make you more handsome?"
said the little brother.
"Look, you can repair everything here and here."
Pei Yan manipulated the mouse and kept moving like drawing flowers on his face and body in the photo.
"Don't remove my tattoos.
Don't over-beautify your lower back, or it will look blurry," he said.
"We all know that you are the most beautiful, brother.
You are naturally beautiful.
You never use beauty filters."
The younger brother teased him.
"That's right, our photos are the most upright."
Pei Yan was happy, and the cursor slowly moved to Zhuang Xiao's face, outlining the face shape, and the mouse he was swiping around slowed down, feeling embarrassed to scribble.
Move to the chest, waist, abdominal muscles, and then down to the crotch.
His brother Xiao was obviously wearing clothes and covering them up tightly, not showing any flesh, but the abstinence-related factors made him tremble all over.
Because he had already seen the layer underneath the clothes, and the flesh was only exposed to him.
"Don't fix his dimples.
When you do moles, you always fix the ones that shouldn't be done," Pei Yan said.
"You have dimples and you're not smiling at all."
The little brother lay on the screen and stared at it for a long time.
"Yes, it's right here."
Pei Yan pointed with the cursor at the position he was most interested in.
"Okay."
Zhuang Xiao couldn't bear it and pinched him from behind to shut him up.
He pinched the sensitive back of his neck.
Zhuang Xiao went downstairs first and came down from the second floor of the studio.
As expected, Mr.
Zhang from Jiahuang was sitting downstairs again.
Even if I want to take photos for a calendar, I have to come over to see the scene.
The boss is also very dedicated.
If he had a light green canvas bag slung across his body, he would look like an old man collecting parking fees at the entrance of the building.
Mr.
Zhang never leaves these "famous cars" and "luxury cars" under his eyes.
He stares at them carefully.
He has to collect money for each car he passes, and he is counting the money in his hand.
Zhuang Xiao nodded to Zhang Shaochi: "Mr.
Zhang, there was a little accident at the club last night.
Please help me deal with the aftermath and send that person away.
I have caused trouble to you.
Please be more patient with me."
Zhang Shaochi smiled: "It's a small effort, so thank you."
"Mr.
Du is the one who caused the trouble.
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My old brother can't change his bad habit for so many years."
Zhang Shaochi said with contempt: "Last night, he smelled like urine.
Let me give him to you."
Go away, I say you deserve it.
Whoever you messed with said he was drunk.
He really cares about you.
Really, Du Mingjun is not that bad.
He really values you."
Zhuang Xiao shook his head.
His movements were not big, but his meaning was clear enough: let her go and get beaten.
Zhuang Xiao hugged Zhang Shaochi and said, "Thank you for your understanding."
Zhang Shaochi looked at it for a few times and became more and more unwilling to give up: "Then, our film" Zhuang Xiao rebuffed with his eyes: "I'm sorry again, I can't make a fortune with you anymore.
It's because I have no vision or wink."
Zhang Shaochi raised his eyebrows: "Zhuang Xiao, I only want you to make movies.
I don't want you to sleep under the blanket and chat with me.
You don't have to be so afraid of me."
"I'm not afraid of you," Zhuang Xiao said, "Your company and I don't follow the same style."
Zhang Shaochi nodded, "You, you have a tough temper.
I appreciate a tough temper, and I admire you very much.
Come on, let's forget about it and won't talk about it anymore."
The decision was made in the bathroom of Jiahuang Building last night.
There are some things that cannot be compromised and there is no way to retreat.
Baiguixing and Jiahuang are old partners, and blockbusters are jointly invested and produced by the two companies.
The beauty colleagues are just an introduction.
If there is one, there will be two, and then there will be three, four, and five.
If you have anything to do with Zhang Shaochi, you can't avoid that white-haired old lady.
Du Mingjun is nicknamed "Du Mingju" in the industry.
He claims to "specialize in straight men" in the film and television industry, forcing many popular young men to surrender in order to be on camera, so that this old monster can absorb the yang energy.
As for the specific yang semen of popular niche students that they have "sucked", everyone has heard about it through gossip, but has never seen the real evidence.
However, avoid these two people and don’t mess around in this world.
What a fool you are.
Entering this circle, there will always be gains and losses.
If you want to get something, or in other words, if you want a ticket to the imperial capital's literary and artistic circle, if you want someone to take you to play, how can you not give something?
Things that a man considers very precious and cherished, such as dignity and chastity, are also very precious and rare in the eyes of those people.
All they want is for you to abandon your dignity.
Who can let you enter the market and make money for free?
Pei Yan doesn't seem to know these things, so the kid doesn't have to think about these things.
What to say.
Could it be that there is a reason to tell Mr.
Pei that it took so long to not agree to "be with you" and kept delaying and hesitating.
We are still together because I really like you.
One after another, people came out of the studio to chat with the company boss and have a cup of coffee together.
Everyone was inevitably polite when meeting Zhuang Xiao, and among them was the veteran actor and senior actor who had competed with him for the Best Actor at Cannes, who was also from this company.
It is conceivable that Jiahuang's power in the mainland entertainment industry's brokerage circle covers half of the country.
When they met, they looked a little embarrassed.
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Zhuang Xiao stepped forward to shake hands and salute, and the veteran movie star patted him on the back.
"You kid, I heard you are more awesome now than you were back then.
You are back.
Your fame has circled the earth."
Zhuang Xiao said there is no such thing, he is not famous anywhere, so he just fools around.
The veteran actor said, I lost to you because I couldn't do it back then.
The future generations are terrible.
Zhuang Xiao said that you are a senior, you have already won the prize and you were soft-hearted, so you let me steal it.
I just took advantage of a young man who has never studied.
I really can't take advantage of it, and I am really ashamed.
The veteran actor smiled, "Hey, Xiao, are you trying to be modest with me?"
Zhuang Xiao said, "How shameless.
Look, you are ranked in December in this calendar.
This is your position."
Pei Yan also came downstairs at this time, licking coffee at the side, squinting and saying nothing.
Every time there is a group activity in the company, the old guys and the seniors stand together, and the young ones stick together, and they can't get along with each other.
They often cooperate in the company's big productions, but behind the scenes, which group still works together?
They all look down on the other group.
Young people make jokes while old people are pretentious and ignorant of current affairs.
Today's world is no longer what it was back then.
If you can't make money at the box office, you still block others from making money.
The old guys will pick a thorn in the media from time to time and say a few sour words, and then Just run to the ministry or Proposals were issued at the congress.
Today they said they would restrict reality shows and variety shows, tomorrow they said they would cap artists’ pay, and the day after tomorrow they said they couldn’t stand the online traffic, the hype, people with piercings and beaded tattoos and dyed hair.
In short, what’s red?
I just can't stand anything.
Where there are interests, there will be overt and covert struggles, there will be circles, and it will be a small society.
The usually aloof and aloof actor also criticized Zhuang Xiao behind his back, "It's not a good thing to win an award at a young age.
It's easy to be too high and too high.
Depending on his future development, he will be thirty, forty, or fifty years old."
"When you really need to concentrate on your acting skills and radiate your charm as an actor, you can still win awards."
Pei Yan has heard this in the company.
Between the clear-cut camps of old guys and young people, Xing Rong naturally stood in the same crowd as Pei Yan.
Xing Rong is ranked between January and June in the calendar, and is in the same frame as two other niche students.
There are endless potential talents in the company, all of them are as pretty as peaches and plums, and they are well-behaved and sweet-tongued.
Zhang Shaochi kept drinking coffee with a sullen face, his eyes twinkling.
Some things are just what he wants, and some things may not be what he wants.
Zhang Shaochi raised his eyelids and saw Xing Rong's back face, chatting with Pei Yan.
Zhang Shaochi said "Rong Rong, come here" and grabbed him.
In this big room, in front of the public, Zhang Shaochi held Xing Rong on his lap and sat there.
When he was upset, he rubbed and petted her, just like his own cat.
Xing Rong was pressed on Mr.
Zhang's thigh, and his expression suddenly became uncomfortable.
Zhang Shaochi put one hand on his leg, stroked his back with the other hand, and soon reached into the back pocket of his pants to rub his buttocks.
With this pinch, all the hairs on Xing Rong's body immediately stood up, and many people around him were watching.
He buried his face, embarrassed and at a loss, as if he was sitting on pins and needles, as if there was a thorn in their thigh.
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"What's wrong, you're nervous?"
Zhang Shaochi asked him.
"I'm not used to this."
Xing Rong whispered.
"Oh, Rong Rong, it's not okay for you to always be so introverted."
Zhang Shaochi laughed.
"You know I'm the stupidest and I can't get on the stage, so don't make fun of me."
Xing Rong's voice was very low, begging the boss to let him go.
Those senior movie kings and old guys all saw it, turned their faces silently without making any comments, turned a blind eye, and pretended not to have seen it.
For this kind of thing, generally no one would go to the conference and issue a proposal to "condemn the bosses of various film and television companies for sexual harassment of artists and even unwritten rules."
Who can have trouble with their own jobs?
Pei Yan put the coffee on the coffee table.
Today's coffee was rancid and smelled of chicken manure.
He glared at Zhang Shaochi, feeling really annoyed, and turned around and walked away.
When Pei Yan walked away, his shadow crossed Xing Rong's face, as if he had been slapped in the face, which was extremely embarrassing.
He didn't dare to scold his boss, but Pei Yan did.
Therefore, Zhang Shaochi would not hold Master Pei and touch his thighs and butt, never.
Mr.
Zhang only touched those little flowers and little fresh meat.
As for whether and who he had infiltrated, the outside world even pulled out a list for discussion, but no one saw the people in Mr.
Zhang's bed with their own eyes.
Furthermore, there were many people who came to the door voluntarily, and I am afraid that the edge of the bed in the master bedroom of Mr.
Zhang's villa had already collapsed.
Pei Yan and Zhuang Xiao passed by each other.
The two people rubbed the backs of their hands together quietly.
Zhuang Xiao said with his eyes: Come with me.
Zhuang Xiao went to the bathroom passage first, and Pei Yan followed him half a minute later.
But neither of them went to the men's restroom.
Instead, they turned around and went to the clothing room.
They went all the way to the deepest part of the clothing room, tightly hidden among a pile of clothes and skirts.
Pei Yan explained in the first sentence: "Don't mind, Zhang Shaochi is very casual in that regard and has a moody temper.
I can't stand him being like that.
Rong Rong is just too weak in character.
He accepts everything and doesn't dare to slap him." ” Zhuang Xiao said: "Who he is has nothing to do with me."
Pei Yan's face was sarcastic: "Do you think this place is really messy?
It's not that serious.
Which company is not like this?"
To be honest, any company that doesn’t want to do White Lotus should not enter Vanity Fair.
Zhuang Xiao changed the subject abruptly.
He had wanted to ask for a long time: "Mr.
Du last night, I'm very familiar with you."
Pei Yan: "Ah, why am I familiar with him?"
Zhuang Xiao stretched out his hands to touch his face and neck, and then strangled his waist with his arm.
Pei Yan was squeezed into a pile of skirts, and the breast pad of a large pink dress drooped down to his shoulders.
He frowned and said, "The guy named Du is very virtuous and very cool.
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I know who he is."
Zhuang Xiao asked: "Did I harass you?"
"Oh," Pei Yan didn't want to mention it.
"It's not like I harassed you to send me flowers and gifts."
Zhuang Xiao burst into laughter with a look of disbelief.
Pei Yan himself was also happy: "Fuck, it's so fucking embarrassing.
Who wants his flowers?
There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine imported tropical flowers.
They told me they are expensive and expensive flowers flown from abroad." , disgusted me to death” Zhuang Xiao buried his face and laughed: "Why didn't you fall in love with him?"
"You're too old, your hair has turned white.
He's old enough to be my grandfather," Pei Yan exclaimed.
"He's not handsome, and his figure isn't good.
I don't like the hairstyle or anything else, so I'm not interested in him."
"I don't like it if it doesn't look like you."
He turned Zhuang Xiao's face to face the full-length mirror next to him, "I like looking like this."
"Lao Juhua also insisted on giving me a car and drove it directly to my downstairs.
I kicked Ya's car light and broke it, and there was a hole in the front cover of the car."
Pei Yan continued.
Zhuang Xiao kissed his face and couldn't help laughing.
"Maybe he got scared of me after asking me to kick him a few times, so he got out.
A few days later, I found out that another man in the crew, who was a second-tier boy, had revealed his girlfriend's identity and drove over.
The exact same luxury car was on display in the group.
I took a closer look and saw that this car looked familiar to me.
Old Juhua must have repaired the hole in the front cover, replaced the headlights with new ones, and gave it to this person.
He must have slept through it, haha.”
After Pei Yan finished telling this joke, his lips were still moving and had not yet closed.
Zhuang Xiao watched quietly, then suddenly came up and took his mouth.
The tongue poked in, swept across his mouth passionately, went straight to his throat, and then roughly sucked and crushed his mouth.
The sores hurt, and the place where the tongue tip swiped was burning, but he subconsciously catered to it and kissed the other person back.
Holding him tightly, he turned his head to another convenient position, hooked his legs up, and rolled around to suck on the other person's lips.
It seems that Zhuang Xiao rarely does this.
Very rarely, he takes the initiative and passionately kisses him somewhere other than the bed.
When he let go, he was still unfinished and gasped violently.
"What are you doing?"
Pei Yan asked in a low voice.
"Kiss you."
Zhuang Xiao said, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to kiss me?"
Pei Yan's heart felt full of warmth, and the unhappiness he had witnessed before was no longer important.
He had some of the most precious things that were completely his.
Zhuang Xiao put his arms around his waist, then took one of his hands, held it gracefully, and looked at each other.
"What are you doing again?"
Pei Yan couldn't help laughing.
This posture "Please dance, Mr.
Pei Yingjun, can you give me a favor?"
Zhuang Xiao said softly. "" Pei Yan understood in his heart, his Adam's apple trembled, and he broke out into a smile.
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Brother Xiao was so impeccably warm to him.
He aroused his heated gaze and said, "You are taking advantage of me.
I don't do women's steps."
It's not up to him to choose which steps to dance.
Zhuang Xiao had already grabbed his waist, positioned himself, and stepped out with dance steps, so that he was forced to put his arms around the other person's shoulders.
The space was so narrow that they couldn't jump up at all, so the two of them padded in vain, spinning in circles, performing a melody in their hearts and looking at each other's faces.
Face to face, in a world that belongs to two people, silent intimacy.
The breast pad of the big pink skirt swayed and was thrown into Pei Yan's face, finally making him laugh.
Zhuang Xiao kissed him again, and the dance turned into an emotional kiss and caress.
Zhuang Xiao suddenly exerted his strength, picked up his legs, and lifted him up.
Pei Yan's head suddenly hit the edge of the cabinet, and he let out an "ah" sound.
His pained groan immediately turned into a string of low laughter, and he kept kissing Zhuang Xiao's face.
It was the first time he let someone pick him up.
Shouldn't I be the one hugging others?
But Zhuang Xiao picked him up, and he wrapped his legs around Zhuang Xiao's waist.
He felt extremely harmonious and wanted to do it.
It wasn't until two pieces of the entangled dress "cluttered" that they fell off, causing a stir, and they were forced to stop performing the "action movie" in private.
Pei Yan shook off the big pink tutu hanging above his head: "It's what a flamingo wears."
Zhuang Xiao pulled the skirt and put it on him.
The low-cut style is particularly voluptuous.
"Fuck you, I have no breasts, I can't hang on," Pei Yan said.
"Your breasts are bigger than mine, so it fits you better."
He spread the skirt on the other person's body.
"My waist is thick and I can't stuff it in."
Zhuang Xiao pushed the skirt back.
"Chatown Dance King, this is what you are wearing."
Pei Yan pushed back.
Both of them were aroused by the shape of the pair of double-layer thickened breast pads.
They were not transvestites and could not bear the charming shape, so they quickly shook it off and threw the skirt back on the hanger.
Pei Yan smiled and said, "You only wear this kind of thing when you get married, take it away quickly."
When I said those two words for no reason, my heart dropped and felt empty.
He still worries about the gains and losses of many things.
The more he wants to hold on to something, the more he fears losing it.
Zhuang Xiao was obviously very good to him and considerate as a boyfriend, but he was never sure of anything.
He has never done this to anyone before.
I've never really been in love before.
Pei Yan glanced at Zhuang Xiao's face, trying to find some psychological comfort, but failed.
He was acting stupid again.
The two of them had only been together for a few days and were too anxious.
Something has actually gone wrong these days, but he doesn't want to think about it in detail or touch on a topic that both of them are sensitive to. gd1806102: