From the age of seventeen to the present, Yuan Ye did not hold a red envelope last year, nor did he hear Fang Shaoyi's simple love words every year. On New Year's Eve last year, he spent the first half of the night at home with Professor Yuan and his mother, and the second half of the night went to Lao Tu's place to drink all night. When Lao Tu didn't want to let the little girl beside him when he was drinking, it was just the two of them. Yuan Ye spoke very little that day, and he wanted alcohol to numb his nerves.
But that day, my mind was always sober. What he has gained and lost over the years, and what makes him more painful, is always crowded in his mind.
Whether the two of them did not make it to the end that day, no one thought about it, or they were not willing. When I was recording the show, there was a mess of unscrupulous shots. At that time, it was because everyone was holding back the energy, all kinds of emotions were twisted together, and there was no way to vent, and it was the last issue. , if something doesn't happen again, it's like there's no chance in the future.
But not now, now that people are in front of you, and the relationship is gradually progressing, you are reluctant to use sex to urge the end or the beginning of a relationship. Sex will bring this ambiguous phase to an end quickly, and the two of them will naturally come back together again. But in the end, it still lacks a bit of solemnity.
There was an almost negligible distance between the two, and the corner of Yuan Ye's mouth smiled in a gentle and gentle arc, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Brother, can I give you one?"
Fang Shaoyi closed his eyes and snorted as a response, and then asked him, "Don't you owe the fuck?"
Yuan Ye still laughed, "chichi" laughed for a long time, and then said: "Am I cheap, you know."
Fang Shaoyi squeezed his chin, took a hard bite on Yuan Ye's chin, and then whispered to him: "You can also make a mouthful."
"Well, yes," Yuan Ye was honest at this time, "I'm the most cowardly."
Fang Shaoyi lightly grinded his teeth on Yuan Ye's chin, and then turned off the light with a tap of his hand, leaving only a small night light by the bedside in the room.
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Yuan Ye is not as good as a wild monkey now, like a domesticated monkey. The mouth is not piercing, and I think a lot about things, and they have a good relationship with the crew and the director. As long as he was by Fang Shaoyi's side, he would always automatically remove the thorns from his body and try to be as peaceful as possible.
The other two screenwriters in the crew, young young Yuan Ye, also gave red envelopes for the New Year, and Xiao Gao was still flattered: "Brother Yuan Ye, you are too polite, thank you brother, you have always taken care of us."
Yuan Ye said with a smile: "Happy New Year, the next year will start smoothly."
Yang Siran also spent the Spring Festival on the crew. He is a member of Fang Shaoyi's company, and Yuan Ye also gave a red envelope. I met him in the corridor, Yuan Ye stopped him while eating, Yang Siran stopped, and asked him, "What's the matter, Brother Yuan Ye?"
Yuan Ye took out a thick red envelope from his pocket and threw it at him, saying, "Go on! Come on."
Yang Siran was a little surprised when he received the red envelope. He blinked his eyes and didn't say a word. After holding it for a long time, he finally said "thank you". I don't remember to add the name, it looks flustered.
Yuan Ye was amused by his reaction and said, "Don't be so nervous."
Yang Siran took the red envelope, and then bowed to Yuan Ye.
Fang Shaoyi's headache from smelling the paint before has not completely eased, and his head has been a little dizzy. Yuan Ye felt angry when he thought of this. The Taiwanese actor was a little embarrassed when he played Yuan Ye in the last few days. Maybe because neither he nor Fang Shaoyi were such people, nor were they around, anyway, they couldn't be friends if they didn't get along well.
There are still two days before work starts, Fang Shaoyi slept in Yuan Ye's room, Yuan Ye Xiaoxiao stopped beside him to do this and that, without making a sound. After a while, Fang Shaoyi fell asleep, Yuan Ye adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, covered Fang Shaoyi with a thin quilt, and then went out by himself to get some air.
It was a little cold outside, Yuan Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and walked casually with his hands in his pockets, his mind was empty, and people would be very relaxed at this time.
Yang Siran buckled his hat and had headphones on his ears, and ran towards him from the opposite side. Yuan Ye raised his hand to greet him, Yang Siran stopped talking to him, and called out, "Brother Yuan Ye."
Yuan Ye asked him, "Running?"
Yang Siran nodded: "Yes, I always feel sleepy in the room."
At first, it was because Yuan Ye was talking to him, so Yang Siran followed his direction and walked slowly. Later, it was not easy to turn around and run back after he had finished speaking, so the two of them walked together. The combination didn't seem very harmonious. But it's actually fine.
Yuan Ye asked him, "What did you hear?"
The earphones had already been taken off. Yuan Ye asked Yang Siran to pass the earphones over and asked, "It's just a tune, no words. Brother Yuan Ye, do you listen?"
He handed it all over to Yuan Ye and then followed. He took it and plugged it into his ear. There was a piano piece in it. It was soothing, but it sounded pretty good. Yuan Ye asked him, "Who composed the music?"
Yang Siran played the next song, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I wrote it, it's not very mature, just don't laugh at me."
Yuan Ye is a complete amateur in music, he can't actually hear anything, but the melody is very comfortable to listen to, and every song is good. Yuan Ye was quite surprised and asked him, "It's all yours?"
"Well, yes." Yang Siran nodded, smiled and said, "Actually, I'm studying music."
This Yuan Ye really didn't expect it. He looked at Yang Siran, and then said to him, "What are you signing with them if you study music? They are all filming here. Do you like filming?"
Yang Siran pulled the zipper of his clothes all the way to his chin. He glanced at Yuan Ye, then shook his head, and said to him: "Actually, I didn't like filming very much at first, and I was very uncomfortable, but after getting used to it, it became much easier for newcomers like us to play with Shao Yige. ."
"Well, he leads the show. Learn from him." Yuan Ye replied.
It was a strange combination, and they even chatted for a while while walking. When Yuan Ye went back, Fang Shaoyi had already woken up and asked him, "What are you doing?"
Yuan Ye went out for a walk and it was still cold, but Fang Shaoyi was warm. Yuan Ye tucked his hand into his quilt. He remembered the last time, so he deliberately said, "Go out for a walk with the young man."
The last time I chatted with the young man at night, I was shy and embarrassed to say it now. What he said was provocative, Fang Shaoyi also remembered it, raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Talking about feelings again? Talking about life?"
Yuan Ye put his hand between Fang Shaoyi and the bed, the temperature was fascinated, he smiled and said, "Ah, let's talk about feelings with Xiao Yang. Ask my ex-husband's scandal about the love life of my little boyfriend, and what to think about in the future, do you know yourself and your enemy? ."
As soon as Fang Shao laughed, he didn't talk to him, raised his arm and wrapped his arms around him, Yuan Ye pressed him on top of the situation. Fang Shaoyi asked him with a smile, "Where's the porcelain? I didn't even use my hands."
Yuan Ye was touching porcelain, Fang Shao just lay down on his face as soon as he touched him. He was lying there laughing for a long time, and then said, "Every time you wake up from sleep, you are very hot, and I get a little hot. "
The two of them together are almost seventy years old, but it is not at all difficult to get into those ambiguities. That is, now that Ji Xiaotao is not there, if he is, you will have to complain about the two big masters. My son, it's shameless to be a young man and fall in love.
Such a fragmented holiday passed in a flash, and when it came time to start work, I felt that everyone was lazy. The night before, a meeting was held in the conference room, and one meeting lasted for more than three hours. Fang Shaoyi's fitness can't be missed. He has tasks every day. He lost a little weight in the past few days because of headaches, and the fitness instructor later adjusted the plan. Yuan Ye came back from the meeting to sort out the script for the next day. Tomorrow, the scene will definitely not be used to change the play. The first day of work will be a good luck. The day went smoothly.
Geng Jinwei also came to film this day. He went back to his hometown during the Spring Festival. Before returning to the company, he came to their side to take a look.
After Fang Shao finished the play, it was getting dark, so he took off his makeup and changed his clothes to have a meal with Geng Jinwei. Yuan Ye went to the director to change the script, but he didn't follow.
During the meal, Geng Jinwei said: "You, the film investor, want to change the movie, but the director said no."
Fang Shao raised his eyebrows: "Big change? What?"
Geng Jinwei said: "I want to add a person to add a line. You are still the first male, and you will add a second male. But I guess Director Jiang and the producer can suppress it, otherwise he can't help but say, the temper of the gun battle is there. If you are in a hurry and quit your job, everyone is an idiot."
There are too few investors who don't make trouble, Fang Shaoyi doesn't take it seriously, and Jiang Linchuan's crew is still very overwhelmed. Fang Shaoyi said, "Lingdong's new set of people is not very stable, but it won't be too noisy. Let him go."
Not everyone's movie can make investors fool around, Jiang Linchuan's temper can't tolerate this. So he didn't mention it, and he couldn't get over it.
Ji Xiaotao came back with a big suitcase on the eighth day of the first day, and he brought a lot of food in it, all of which were brought at home. He gave the familiar directors and producers a circle, and then knocked on Yuan Ye's door: "Teacher screenwriter! Open the door to send warmth!"
The screenwriter teacher's door is opened by the actor.
Ji Xiaotao and Fang Shaoyi looked at each other. Ji Xiaotao said in his heart that after I walked for ten days, how far have you two progressed
Whoever he sent messages to these days, neither of them responded to him, they thought he was annoying. When I returned to the production crew, I didn't see Fang Shaoyi in the room, but watched it in Yuan Yewu.
Yuan Ye shouted inside: "What are you sending warm? Bring it to me to see."
Ji Xiaotao got in, put a bag of jerky next to the field, and asked him in a low voice, "Teacher screenwriter... Are you remarrying?"
The screenwriter teacher picked up a piece of jerky and put it in his mouth, and said, "Let's go after the warmth is delivered. Take it away for your brother, and leave me a piece of pure land."
Ji Xiaotao left without complaining at all, and said as he walked, "Just me making trouble, my brother doesn't make trouble at all, just leave him here!"
After he went out, Yuan Ye and Fang Shao looked at each other and laughed. Fang Shaoyi said to Yuan Ye, "Go to bed earlier, I'm going back."
Yuan Ye nodded: "Okay."
But before Fang Shaoyi could leave, Ji Xiaotao knocked on the door again. As soon as Fang Shao went to open it up for him, Ji Xiaotao got in, frowned and asked, "Didn't the filming of He Han's play finished a year ago? Why did I see his agent again?"
Yuan Ye was originally lying on the table in a very unorthodox posture, but now he sat up straight and raised his eyebrows: "Again?"
"Ah, I looked at him, in the corridor." Ji Xiaotao said.
Yuan Ye said: "I guess the show will not work. Which one of the previous shots failed, let the director call back and make up a few more scenes."
"Don't make trouble, let's go back and smell the paint?" Ji Xiaotao sneered, "You still have time to come back to make up the show when the time is so tight?"
"It should be gone," Yuan Ye frowned, "but it's hard to say, I'll take a look tomorrow."