He Yu and Xie Qingcheng are communicating behind the curtain. Director Cool Sister thinks that she may not be able to finish work so early tonight, so she wants to call Jiang Liping, the chief teacher in charge of the unit group, and hope she can call the person in charge of the teaching building. Say hello and delay the closing time of the small auditorium.
"beep... beep..."
As the director's phone dialed, he waited.
In the school's hotel suite, Jiang Liping's cell phone vibrated on the sheets.
But the vibration of the mobile phone is nothing, the movement of the mattress in the hotel is far more intense than that of the mobile phone. The woman did not answer the phone, and showed an intoxicated charm in the entanglement with the man.
After a long time, the movement stopped.
"Hey, if it wasn't for the phone call you just made, like a reminder, I could have done it longer."
When it was over, the strong man lit a cigarette and said this to the woman on his bed.
Jiang Liping leaned on him lazily, winking like silk: "It's already enough tossing people, what else do you want to do?"
The man giggled, showing a particularly smug look because he was touted: "How is it compared to your other men?"
"Ouch, you're spoiling the fun." Jiang Liping said sullenly, "Other men are dewy, and you are the husband I believe in. I'm waiting for you to propose to me."
The man was even more flirtatious, hugged her and said, "No one else can satisfy you, only I can. Then while my wife is on a business trip in the United States, let's be wild mandarin ducks for a while."
Jiang Liping giggled, her soft and plump body trembling: "You finally recovered some spirits. I saw your soulless appearance a while ago."
"Alas, some time ago it was because of..." The man said here, shuddered, and didn't say any more.
Jiang Liping pretended not to know what was going on, smiled and leaned over.
"Husband, you are still absent-minded with me. It's really annoying. How about we play for a while, what do you want to play, and I will satisfy you?"
The man was teased by her again, swallowing his saliva fiercely, and wanted to go to the clouds and rain with her again: "...you are really... forgettable... Come on, baby... play with me again... "
Jiang Liping greeted her with a smile.
"I can't get through." In the small auditorium, the director hung up the call again, scratched his hair sadly, sighed, and said to the school girl next to him, "Then we can only hurry up, the uncle in charge of the auditorium is a special chick. , It is difficult to communicate with one eye, so let He Yu hurry up."
Junior: "He Yuzheng persuaded Professor Xie."
Where is it called persuasion, it is clearly a confrontation between two people.
Behind the curtain, He Yu looked at Xie Qingcheng's expression with a half-smile.
Xie Qingcheng never dreamed that He Yu could be so crazy.
Dragging yourself into the water
Is this because the kiss at the hotel wasn't disgusting enough
Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "Ask me to accompany you in the show?"
"Can't you?"
"You're crazy." He wanted to leave.
"You asked for it yourself." He Yu held him down and stared at him. He stared hard, as if he was going to tear apart Xie Qingcheng's bones and smash it into pieces, "You don't want to run now. Torturing me on purpose, you will suffer with me if you are guilty."
Xie Qingcheng: "It's you who started with my computer first."
"That webpage that popped up was an accident. I've explained it to you many times. You are at most middle-aged and anxious, so you won't get dementia, right?"
The most annoying thing is this beast.
He was well-dressed and well-mannered in front of people, and he would not even put the slightest ugly expression in front of everyone. Everyone thought he was a top ten young man. But when he blocked Xie Qingcheng in the corner, he took off his mask and talked nonsense. He scolded people without swear words, but it was a must.
Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "You're a fucking mental retard in adolescence."
As he spoke, he was about to shake off He Yu's hand on his left wrist: "I don't have time to make trouble with you, and I'm not an actor, so I'll find another little girl to accompany you to play."
"The little girl is so embarrassing." He Yu said, "Shouldn't homosexuals play with homosexuals?"
"Then go and pull any little boy."
"Look at what you said, brother, they are not as good as you."
He Yu was really pissed off by Xie Qingcheng's coquettish behavior. He unloaded the disguise in front of Xie Qingcheng to no extent, and let out a mocking and angry brother cry like a beast in clothes.
"You're really..." Xie Qingcheng took a deep breath and looked at the bastard he had brought with him for seven years with new eyes, "It's too sick. It's crazy, how can 600 Wanping Road release Nong, eh? ?"
He Yu raised his finger and pointed at him, his eyes moved up and down, the corners of his lips stretched out at this moment, except for Xie Qingcheng's perspective, no one can see the ruffian: "Look, the Huzhou dialect has been exasperated by you. ."
"… "
"Do you know that your voice is very soft, even more soft when you speak Huzhou dialect, you don't seem to be cursing at all?"
Xie Qingcheng's face was ashen: "You don't want to vomit when you play this kind of play with me?"
The ancestor actually smiled slightly, and then his expression quickly turned gloomy: "Brother, spit is also in your mouth. Not a drop will be wasted."
Xie Qingcheng: "...you fucking!"
Regarding his cruel curses, He Yu spit on his face and did not fall with a smile. What's more, he did not forget to remind Xie Qingcheng: "You always hope that I can act in your sister's drama, okay? I sacrifice myself. Now, there's nothing wrong with you following bad luck."
"Don't you want to play Xie Xue's play well?"
"Oh, I'm not sure." He Yu distanced himself from him a little, looked down at him, and couldn't tell how true or false his tone was, "I don't like her, just an ordinary friend, You think I'm really unhappy, and will I care about her. It's her who will be in trouble, not me. "
Xie Qingcheng glared at him.
The peach blossom eyes are facing the almond eyes, and the undercurrent is surging inside.
Xie Qingcheng's left wrist was still firmly held in the palm of He Yu's palm, and the two of them were deadlocked. Xie Qingcheng's pulse passed through the pulp of the fingers, through the bones, through the blue-gray veins, and through the skin that the two adhered to. It was accurately transmitted to He Yu's Information Receiving Organ Center.
"… good."
Xie Qingcheng gritted his back molars and fought it out: "Okay. Okay. I'll act."
As he spoke, he nodded his head as if in revenge: "Am I fucking acting as the head office? Are you satisfied?"
He Yu stared at him, and slowly rolled up a half-wisp of a shallow smile. The smile was very gentle, but for some reason it made people look a little creepy. Then he let go of Xie Qingcheng's thin and thin wrist, raised his hand, and adjusted Xie Qingcheng's white coat and shirt that he had messed up.
Xie Qingcheng fiddled with his hand at his neckline, his eyes cold: "But to be clear, this time it's not even a formal play, your student director also knows it, just to give you a feeling, no Might come true. Must borrow."
He Yu whispered in his ear: "Okay, hugging you is numb enough, do you think I'd like to kiss you?"
Saying that, he put down the hand that was adjusting the collar of his shirt, and finally patted Xie Qingcheng on the shoulder, his smile faded in a flash, and his expression was gloomy: "Xie Qingcheng, after the mutual torture this time, it will be even, let's make a truce. , otherwise I'd really vomit."
Xie Qingcheng thought, what's the matter, can I get a box lunch with an extra chicken leg tonight by stealing his lines
The two lifted the curtain and walked out, their faces were calm, as if no intense conversation had ever occurred.
The play begins.
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"How much do you love me? What would you give up for me?" Xie Qingcheng indifferently broke out word by word, his aura was strong and powerful, where he was talking about love, he would clearly judge with the master on the Taishi chair Like words.
Even if you add a sentence later - "You didn't explain clearly that I broke your leg today", it would not violate the harmony.
"My dad, I'm going..." The director covered his face, and just as he was about to call stop, the casting director stopped her.
"Wait a minute."
"His opponent is so bad that he can't..."
The actor director is an old showman, smiling: "No hurry, let's take a look."
On the other side, He Yu has already taken Xie Qingcheng's line: "I love you very much."
The director was stunned and turned around again.
Ah? It doesn't seem as bad as you imagined
Although I can't say anything about his acting skills, He Yu's performance is at least watchable.
He Yu: "I love you very much. You can give up anything you want me to do."
"..." Xie Qingcheng continued to recite his lines indifferently, "Then look into my eyes."
He Yu really began to stare at himself with good eyes.
Those eyes were warm and tactile. When they slid from his eyebrows to the corner of his nose and lips, it was even a little itchy, and when he moved from the corner of his lips to his neck, it was even a little hot.
"Brother, I looked you in the eyes..."
Because Xie Qingcheng has not been very cooperative in body movements, He Yu watched for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and approached Xie Qingcheng's thin ice neck. Underneath the flesh is the carotid artery. Xie Qing instinctively felt dangerous because of the evil nature of animals, and his whole body tightened instantly. He was about to stop acting and pushed He Yu away, his eyes also turned away.
He Yu's lips stopped a few inches away from the carotid artery.
"You asked me to look into your eyes, why don't you want to look at me seriously?" He Yu improvised, and his warm breath sent the low question, which was almost a sigh, to Xie Qingcheng's ear, directly following his skin. The flesh and blood arteries penetrated into the pores, and the heart pierced suddenly.
Xie Qingcheng's head was numb, and the words "Are you crazy?" between his lips and teeth, suddenly turned his eyes and stared at him in disbelief.
This was a wrong decision.
He Yu's condition is really good, even better than the actor's director expected. The old director originally asked He Yu to change opponents because he found that He Yu and the original opponent's actors were too different in the level of play. The original opponent was an out-of-the-closet boy himself, and he still had a clear affection for He Yu, but He Yu was obviously not used to or even liked to be contacted by the same sex.
In this case, the opponent's entry into the play will not only not catch his play, but will make He Yu feel strongly resisted, and he doesn't know how to enter the state. It's like a drunk person and a sober person can never talk on the same channel, what He Yu needs is a person who is almost sober to guide him.
And although Xie Qingcheng can't act at all, his guiding effect on He Yu is obviously very good.
He Yu was not on guard against him. The two knew each other's sexual orientation very well. They were just straight men. What personal feelings would there be whether they were kissing or hugging? With this understanding, He Yu acted very naturally, and when Xie Qingcheng looked back, he met a pair of affectionate eyes.
He Yu turned his head to the side, playing the fifteen-year-old boy who could not restrain his lust for privacy. His breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes gradually became thirsty, and his lips moved from the side of Xie Qingcheng's neck to Xie Qingcheng's. lips.
They are slightly staggered, but their breaths are intertwined with each other, like the moist spring water that brings out the lips and tongue after a kiss. The young man looked at the man in front of him and entered the state of the play. Every time he took a breath, it was hot and urgent, as if it was about to materialize, to be deeply intertwined and buried in the other's spiritual flesh.
"..." Xie Qingcheng was a little stiff.
He remembered the night in the Hangzhou Hotel again, when He Yu was drunk and looked at him fervently over his body. The kind of heat and desire that belonged to a young man was oppressing him fiercely.
People are always a little uncomfortable with emotions and things that they are not familiar with, not to mention that these two eyes are still so close, and they are so reckless and forceful.
Xie Qingcheng thought numbly after the incident, he was stabbed very tight, his face was pale, and his alert was fully open, is it normal
What are those people around laughing at? !
"Okay, card!"
The director was very satisfied with the effect of this time and called to stop in time.
As soon as he called to stop, Xie Qingcheng immediately pushed away the boy who was too much younger than himself, and the softness in He Yu's eyes disappeared in an instant, he stared at Xie Qingcheng thoughtfully. He looked at his lips for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.
Then, without smiling, he swept Xie Qingcheng up and down several times.
"...You...do you feel more affectionate when you play with an ice cube?" The director put his hands on his cheeks, sat on a chair and watched the whole process intently, and asked He Yudao.
He Yu lowered his eyelashes: "Maybe I found a trick."
The trick is that he is convinced that the more sincere he acts, the more disgusting Xie Qingcheng will be.
Looking at Xie Qing's face ashes now, it is clear that he has achieved his goal.
The director was very happy, looked at the watch, and still had time: "Okay, let's take advantage of it now, let's start shooting, come-"
She greeted the boy who was partnering with He Yu: "Xiao Zhao, come here and try to pass it again! Everyone, cheer up, before the small auditorium closes tonight..."
"boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, the door of the auditorium was pushed open.
Everyone turned their heads in shock, and saw the auditorium manager panting and saying, "It's closed, it's closed, and quickly finish your work!"
The director is angry: "Hey, isn't the time we borrowed from the venue? You see it's still more than 40 minutes, so why—"
The administrator hadn't spoken yet, when suddenly, flat mechanical sounds rang out in the auditorium.
"Throw it... throw it away... Throw the handkerchief and put it gently behind the child. Don't tell him..."
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
Because that voice came from everyone's mobile phone in unison!
"Fuck! What's wrong with my phone?"
"Jump out a video!"
"Me too, I can't turn it off! What's going on?!"
Xie Qingcheng opened his mobile phone with a snap, and it was still usable. The app opened normally, but a pop-up box appeared in the upper left corner of the mobile phone that could not be closed. Before he could take a closer look, a group of uniformed police officers walked in outside the auditorium.
The one at the head said solemnly, "There is an accident in the school, and there has been a murder case. There is a curfew tonight, and hurry back to the dormitory."
In the auditorium, the auditorium is a scream: "Ah !!!!"