However, just after taking a step in, He Yu heard a slight gasp from the bed in the depths of the drowsy room. He is not a virgin now, how can he not know what this means, he was stunned for a moment. . Before he could react, his anger had already rushed to his head. He almost slammed the switch of the headlight in the guest room with his fists. When the light was blazing, He Yu rushed in with red eyes. Lifting the tumbling quilt—
"Xie Qingcheng, you—"
"I blame your mother, you are sick!"
"Ah! Oh my God, how could this be!"
The screams of a man and a woman came from the bed, and He Yu, who was dizzy with anger, could see clearly where Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man were in the tumultuous couple, who were clearly the two small supporting actors in the crew.
The actor and actress also saw him clearly now, and suddenly changed from anger to horror.
He Yu: "… "
Actor and actress: "… "
Although they are supporting roles, but in this kind of drama, they are not the eighteenth line. These two are also actors. Both men and women are well-known, so He Yu knows that they are both married.
The man's wife was pregnant a while ago, and he posted a sweet pregnancy photo on Weibo, and also made a hot search.
But at this moment they were lying on the same bed, but they were obviously not the people on the marriage certificate—the two teachers were having an affair.
"You... how did you get in... "
"..." He Yujing for a moment, then said indifferently, "I got the wrong room card. Isn't this 2209?"
"This, this is 2209..." The actress trembled, "I, the room I just changed... The air conditioner in my room is broken so... "
"Isn't this room occupied by someone?" He Yu didn't bother to care whether they were cheating or not. He had no interest in it. Among the bad things in the entertainment industry, cheating was the least new thing, so he didn't even have an expression. Not surprisingly, I just asked directly: "What about others?"
The actress cautiously picked up the quilt and covered herself tightly, and then shook her head: "We don't know either, I asked the front desk to change rooms, and she gave me this card... yes... it's the front That guest has checked out..."
He Yu turned around with a sullen face and left.
The actress screamed from behind: "Hey! Teacher He, please don't say anything outside—"
He Yu went to the front desk and asked where the 2209 tenants went.
Probably because of his solemn expression, after the front desk checked, he raised his head nervously: "... He checked out."
"retreat… "
He Yu choked.
check out
He has seen the follow-up arrangements for the overall planning. Under normal circumstances, Xie Qingcheng will take a long time to complete the guidance work.
But he is not changing rooms but checking out, so where does he live
He couldn't find anyone, so he called Xie Qingcheng.
"Hey, Xie Qingcheng." He Ji thought that Xie Qingcheng would hang up his phone, but he didn't expect the other party to answer. He clutched the phone and leaned forward slightly in anxiety, "Where are you?"
Xie Qingcheng was silent for a while: "He Yu."
"Ok."
"You're not fucking narcissistic enough to think that I'll really be waiting in the room for you to come back and be fucked by you."
It wasn't the most important thing, so he just wanted to talk to Xie Qingcheng alone.
"I think your brain is locked by the door."
Xie Qingcheng finished scolding him and felt comfortable, so he hung up the phone. Liu Heyu stood there without worrying about his expression.
"… "
You asked for it.
He Yu thought.
He walked to the resting place in the hotel lobby and sat down, snapped open the hacking software in his mobile phone, and used the signal transmission and reception that had just ended to locate Xie Qingcheng's current location within a minute.
Xie Qingcheng was in a casserole porridge shop on South Street.
He Yu didn't want others to follow, and the nanny car didn't call, so he asked the crew assistant to borrow a private car whose brand he didn't even know, and drove straight to the porridge shop.
When he arrived, he realized that Xie Qingcheng was not alone. With Xie Qingcheng are the deputy editor and an executive producer. The three of them had just finished their supper and were standing at the door waiting for the bus. But when he answered the phone just now, Xie Qingcheng should have picked it up next to him. After all, he didn't want others to hear about such a private matter.
"Ah, Young Master He."
"Boss He."
When He Yu lowered the car window, the two girls were startled, and Xie Qingcheng was also slightly surprised, but he quickly guessed that He Yu used his black technology again, and his face became even darker.
"Is Boss He coming to drink porridge too?" the executive asked.
He Yu paused and smiled: "Just passing by. It's so late, where are you going?"
"We were just talking about tomorrow's shooting. Tomorrow is not the content of the research institute. The director thinks that there is still a problem with the props. We are preparing to take Professor Xie to the scene to see it."
"Come up, then." He Yu put one hand on the steering wheel, unlocked the car door with the other, and stared at Xie Qingcheng without blinking, "I'm relaxing, just to take you."
Who doesn't like to ride in a handsome guy's car? The two little girls happily climbed into the back seat of the car.
The co-pilot was naturally given to the only man. They couldn't let Xie Qingcheng, the old man, squeeze with them. Although they were happy in their hearts, they were still embarrassed.
Xie Qingcheng stood in the blizzard and looked at He Yu for a few seconds, but there was no way out, Shen took his long legs and got into the car.
He was probably too embarrassed, he forgot his seat belt after getting in the car, so he turned his head and looked out the window with a calm face.
It wasn't until He Yu's youthful breath approached that Xie Qingcheng suddenly returned to his senses and said coldly, "What are you doing?"
He Yu was very close to him, leaning over, the two girls behind him couldn't see clearly, he lowered his eyelashes, indulged the desire in his eyes, and smelled Xie Qingcheng's breath.
"This car is borrowed, and it will be very troublesome to deduct points if it is photographed. So please, Professor Xie, please be considerate."
He said, reached over with his hand, pulled the strap down, and locked it with a click.
"I'm going to fasten your seat belt."
The deputy editor and the executive are happily watching the fun in the back.
Xie Qingcheng didn't want to talk nonsense with He Yu, and he didn't even want to give alms when he was angry.
He just said coldly: "You have a mouth, and I have hands. Please remind me not to do it for me."
He Yu smiled: "Okay. Definitely next time."
The car started and drove to the next day's studio.
The filming location is a shed, not far from here, but surrounded by fields, except for a few staff members, there is no one else.
This scene was originally watched by his cousin He Yu, but the emergency department of the hospital does not work as regularly as the university research institute. The older cousin suddenly received an order to go back to the hospital first, and he could only follow the crew remotely.
The group entered the shed, and the workers have basically completed the second day's scene according to the drawings, but there are still many details to be scrutinized. The executive and deputy editors began to adjust them one by one according to the content that was communicated with Xie Qingcheng at the porridge shop just now.
Xie Qingcheng and the person in charge of the props also succinctly explained what he meant, and then watched quietly with He Yu.
The entire shed is now arranged like a high-tech underground laboratory, with oxygen chambers, glass dishes, operating tables, shadowless lamps…
All kinds of props and equipment are readily available, and the simulation degree is extremely high. Some of them are even real machines. The crew specially asked the cooperative hospital to rent them.
Xie Qingcheng stood in it and glanced at the huge culture tanks standing in the corners. Several tank cabins were next to each other, each two or three meters high, and there were dummies made of props, soaked in chemical solution. Inside, the characters are very real, and their hair floats like seaweed.
These are the props that were misunderstood as a dead glass case in the hotel aisle that day. Now that it's filled with water, it looks even weirder.
His eyes were dazed for a moment, but he quickly pulled his thoughts back.
"Where have you moved?" He Yu leaned beside him and suddenly asked him softly.
Xie Qingcheng knew about a person like He Yu. If you really don't tell him, he can find out by himself, and there is no need to hide it.
So coldly said the name of the hotel.
"Why move there."
"Because in other hotels, you don't have the right to take other people's room key cards."
"… "
Really hit the nail on the head.
"How expensive is it to live outside. You save so much... " He Yu also poked Xie Qing's weakness.
Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette: "I checked out of the room, and the crew gave me a room supplement."
"..."
The idiot crew are really idiots, they have no eyesight at all! The capitalist He Shao wanted to sleep, they actually gave the housing allowance to let people live outside!
"Cough cough cough!" The aisle of this shed is too narrow, smoking in it will affect other people, and the executive girl coughed a little unbearably.
Xie Qingcheng immediately pinched the cigarette.
He Yu looked at his addicted hair, stood against the wall for a while and asked, "Let's go out for a walk."
Seeing Xie Qingcheng's eyes, he added: "Just at the door, there are people outside. You don't have to be so afraid of me."
"When have I ever been afraid of you, I really gave you a face."
Xie Qingcheng said and went out.
He Yu chased after him: "Then you're not afraid of why I change hotels—"
"I find you annoying."
"… "
Outside, it was cold and snowing, and the wilderness was murky.
Xie Qingcheng leaned outside the shed and smoked a cigarette silently, and He Yu stood beside him the whole time—he had a lot of things to ask Xie Qingcheng, but he knew there would be no answer.
He also has a lot of things he wants to do with Xie Qingcheng, but he doesn't understand why he has this desire.
The snow was getting heavier and the night was getting deeper. The staff completed the task at hand and left the scene one after another.
Xie Qingcheng didn't smoke enough cigarettes and was too lazy to go back. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to the executives.
"This is how it is here." He asked a staff member who was packing boxes and getting on the bus.
The staff member was wearing a raincoat, and his face looked raw. He put a bunch of useless props in the trunk of the car. One of the props boxes was heavy and huge, and it was a bit difficult for him to set up a freight elevator.
Xie Qing offered him a hand.
Staff: "Thank you."
Xie Qingcheng: "It's okay."
"Do you want a signal?" The man clapped the dust on his hand and explained to him, "The signal coverage here is very poor, and it's intermittent. You have to drive 500 meters for the signal to be stable. Do you want to go? Yes. Why don't I drive you for a ride?"
"No, thank you. We have a car."
"..." The staff stared at Xie Qingcheng again, pulled down the brim of the raincoat, smiled, didn't say anything else, and left after packing up.
This was the last big car, which meant there were very few people left inside. Xie Qingcheng was outside waiting for the executive and the deputy editor to come out, but when the third cigarette was over, the two little girls were still inside, and they didn't know what problems they encountered, but they communicated for so long.
Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to go in, but when he saw the last cigarette left in the cigarette case, he couldn't help it, so he simply smoked the remaining one.
He coughed lightly, still turned on the zippo, and was about to come over to light a cigarette, He Yu said, "Stop smoking, give me this one."
"… "
He used a negotiating tone, but had no intention of negotiating. He directly took the smoke from Xie Qingcheng's soft lips, followed the lighter in Xie Qingcheng's hand, and then walked farther away, second-hand smoke drifted. But where it came, it lit up with a screeching sound.
That little orange spark flickered brightly and dimly between He Yu's fingers.
Xie Qingcheng frowned and looked at him.
He Yu's temperament is actually very unpredictable. He can talk to you softly with a smile for a while, and then show the face of a wolf and a leopard. When he laughs, it may not be a good thing, and when he gets angry, it may not be a good thing. Just really can't handle it. In short, he is a difficult person to spy on.
Just like now, Xie Qingcheng didn't know what kind of crazy he was smoking, why he suddenly started smoking.
And it was his last cigarette.
He Yu raised his head and exhaled a green haze, looking at the vast snowstorm.
He smokes beautifully, elegantly and sexy. He doesn't have the greasy and greasy smell of the men in Vanity Fair, but he is also different from Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng smokes and looks very masculine, very handsome, and like alcohol.
He Yu is more like a gentle silhouette in Wong Kar Wai's movies.
The last cigarette is gone.
He Yu came back on the thin snow, and when he walked in front of Xie Qingcheng, there were still snow seeds on his eyelashes: "Are they okay?"
"no."
"Go in and have a look."
There was really no one left inside. The lights in the studio had basically gone out, and it was very dark inside, with only a faint light source that was always on at the top.
He Yu and Xie Qingcheng walked in, the gravel creaked under their feet.
suddenly-
"Crack."
Xie Qingcheng turned back immediately: "Why is the door closed?"
"Maybe it's too windy." He Yu also looked back and frowned slightly. He thought for a while: "Call someone and go."
They walked along the long walk into the depths of the big shed, where the few rooms were transformed into studio laboratories. The two little girls had communicated with the set teacher in the largest room before, but when Xie Qingcheng and When He Yu came back, he found that there was no one in the room.
empty.
The room was very quiet, and He Yu called out their names, but there was no response. Instead, I could vaguely hear a constant rustling noise coming from a distant room.
Xie Qingcheng asked, "Did they go out just now?"
He Yu: "Definitely not."
An ominous feeling came up from the depths of my heart.
Xie Qingcheng took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screen. The signal was still zero, which made this ominous feeling even more obvious.
He said to He Yu, "Go to the next room and have a look."
He Yu didn't move.
Xie Qingcheng turned back and saw that he was looking at the huge petri dish cabin in this "laboratory", and there were silicone dummies soaked in it according to the script requirements.
After a while, the dim light at the top of the studio flashed, and almost at the same time, Xie Qingcheng heard He Yu's soft voice—
"Xie Qingcheng, come and see the people here."
The emotion hidden in He Yu's voice suddenly became tense.
The solution reflected unpredictable light in the dim light, and reflected on He Yu's face, making his face very pale.
"—he seems to be—"
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