In the evening, it was inconvenient for Yu Qinghuan to go directly to Huo's house. Before leaving, he called Huo Qu, "Say hello to the guard and let them let me in later," he emphasized, "I will call when I arrive. You, when you go downstairs again, don't take a step downstairs, just wait for me where I am, and I will find you."
After thinking about it, I was still worried, and told me again, "Wear more clothes when you go out, and bring a hat and scarf."
Huo Qu answered obediently. After hanging up the phone, he put on his clothes as fast as he could, sat on the bed with his back straight, fixed his eyes on the phone, and refused to leave for a moment, for fear of missing Yu Qinghuan's call.
Knowing that Huo Qu was going to go out, Huo Rong was about to object, and was about to say something, when Huo's father blocked his mouth with an orange.
It wasn't until he explained to the guard and saw Huo Qu returned to his room that Huo Rong swallowed the orange in a hurry, and said to Huo's father dissatisfied, "Dad, what are you doing? How can my brother go out alone at night!"
"Why not?" Huo's father asked back, "The three children are already so old."
"But San'er is like this..."
"Little Er," Huo's father patted the seat next to him and motioned for Huo Rong to sit down, "to San'er, you have too much control. The only difference between San'er and you is that he is smarter. "
After a pause, he said earnestly: "I hope you can understand that whether it is between brothers or other relationships, it is not a pleasant thing to interfere too much in the name of being good for others."
Although Huo Rong understood that what his father said was reasonable, he still retorted weakly, "What if something happens to San'er?"
Father Huo took a sip of tea and said calmly: "We can't even do this thing in order to avoid risks. This is the stupidest idea. I think San'er is fine now, and I hope San'er can become better. OK, what do you think?"
Huo Rong pondered for a long time with a complicated complexion, and finally nodded.
When Yu Qinghuan arrived, Huo Qu really stood downstairs waiting for him, and even stood under the street lamp on purpose. In the middle of the night, his face was illuminated by the street lights, and his face was inexplicably penetrating.
Yu Qing walked over happily, first looking at him up and down, seeing that he was okay, and then heaving a sigh of relief, "Why is it uncomfortable?"
"Here," Huo Qu covered his chest and spoke in a low voice, "It's very uncomfortable."
"What's the matter?" Yu Qinghuan reached out and rubbed him a little worriedly, and asked in a warm voice, "Did the pain suddenly start? Did you tell your family?"
Huo Qu shook his head, looked at the ground, and then at Yu Qinghuan, suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, as if afraid that he would run away, and pleaded, "Qinghuan, don't treat Zhao Qingyuan better than me."
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "You are so sad about this? There's no end to this jealousy."
Huo Qu corrected him seriously, "Qing Huan, I'm not jealous tonight."
"Okay," Yu Qinghuan let him go, but felt that his temper was about to be polished off by this person, so he hurried over at night, thinking that something had happened to him, but it turned out that he thought he was wrong to Zhao Qing. Yoon is better than him.
"I don't, don't worry."
"You have." Huo Qu's dark eyes looked at him without blinking, and his voice was somber, "Everyone on TV is saying that you are fine."
"We're fine, um..."
Seeing Huo Qu instantly looking like she was about to cry, Yu Qinghuan quickly changed her words, "What is said on TV is a bit exaggerated."
He knew that Huo Qu was different from ordinary people, and he was more patient with him, and explained carefully: "Huo Qu, each of us will have many friends, you can't be uncomfortable because of this, I have new friends, but not It means our relationship is not good, right?"
"No," Huo Qu shook his head seriously, his beautiful eyes filled with disappointment, "I don't have many friends, I only have you."
Yu Qinghuan took a breath and realized that he might have hurt Huo Qu's heart a little bit. He couldn't help but feel a little remorse, so he held his hand and remedied: "Well, although there are many friends, you are unique to me. of."
Huo Qu's eyes lit up immediately, "Really?"
"Of course it's true." Yu Qinghuan patted his head with his other hand, "Don't think too much, call me if you're not happy, and don't suffocate by yourself."
"Well." Huo Qu nodded vigorously, and his mood that had been low all night finally began to become a little clearer. It's just... He still felt that it wasn't enough, even though Qing Huan had already said so, his heart was still dull.
After being silent for a long time, he finally asked aloud, "Then, will you go out on a date with Zhao Qingyuan alone?"
"Cough," Yu Qinghuan almost choked on his own saliva, and wanted to talk to him about the meaning of dating, but when he thought about his sexuality, he was afraid that he would not be able to explain it to him for a while, so he could only vaguely answer, "No. I will."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qu immediately answered: "Then if I want to date you, will you go?"
Afraid that this little vinegar jar would erupt again, Yu Qinghuan could only ignore his wrong words and said bravely, "…Yes."
This time, Huo Qu, who felt better than Zhao Qingyuan, was finally satisfied.
Then he realized that Yu Qinghuan's hands were cold.
"Qinghuan, are you cold?" He held Yu Qinghuan's hand worried and panicked, as if it were some precious fragile item. He wanted to help him but didn't know what to do.
Yu Qinghuan teased him deliberately, "Yeah, it's cold, why don't you help me warm up?"
Huo Qu nodded vigorously, thought for a while, suddenly opened his clothes, and pressed Yu Qinghuan's hand directly to his belly.
As soon as the cold hand and the warm skin touched, Huo Quji shuddered, but he held on and refused to move, and even pressed his clothes down, trying to push Yu Qinghuan's hand down. Pack a little tighter.
"Aren't you stupid! You dare to put it on your stomach when it's so cold!" Yu Qinghuan was startled and tried to withdraw his hand.
"I'm not stupid, my IQ is 180." Huo Qu explained solemnly, but clung to Yu Qinghuan's hand.
His strength was surprisingly strong, Yu Qinghuan couldn't break free, and finally he just let it go. Anyway, Huo Qu was not too cold, and he felt quite comfortable.
On a winter night, even if there was no wind, it was still very cold. After standing for a while, Yu Qinghuan sniffed, yawned a little sleepily, and said to Huo Duohao, "Are you in a better mood? I have to go back, I'll see you off first. Go upstairs?"
Huo Qu hugged Yu Qinghuan's hand tightly, clearly disapproving of his suggestion.
"Be obedient." Yu Qinghuan dragged him to the door, "I have a play tomorrow, so I can't stay here for too long. I'll see you next time when I have time."
He said so, even if Huo Qu was reluctant, he could only nod his head and follow his footsteps, but his steps were very small, as if he was dawdling on the ground.
In the end, Yu Qinghuan had no choice but to stand still and turned to look at him, "Huo Qu, are you not good at walking?"
"I can."
"Then why don't you hurry up?"
"Because I want you to stay with you a little longer."
Yu Qinghuan took a breath. Under the street lamp, Huo Qu's handsome face was so charming that he almost dazzled his eyes. A small throbbing rushed into his heart, like a fluffy little tail, swept across his heart mischievously, making Yu Qinghuan feel uncomfortable.
Cursing himself as a beast, Yu Qinghuan turned his face away and found fault with a guilty conscience, "Don't stand under the street lamp if you have nothing to do in the future, I was startled when I saw you just now."
"But… "
"But what? Say something!"
"Brightest under the street lights."
"So what? Could it be that you want to be the brightest star in the night sky?"
"I'm human, not a star. I just… want you to see me at first sight."
Probably because the moonlight was too beautiful tonight, Yu Qinghuan was always attracted to Huo Qu involuntarily.
This is the first time he has put Huo Qu on an equal position with himself, instead of just treating him as a sincere good friend who needs to be taken care of by himself all the time.
"I'm leaving, go back quickly." Yu Qinghuan threw out the messy thoughts in his mind, helped Huo Qu press the elevator's up button, patted him on the shoulder and said something.
Seeing Huo Qu nod, he turned around and strode forward.
In the darkness, his white fingers swaying along the corners of his clothes were particularly conspicuous. Huo Qu involuntarily ran after him for two steps, trying to grab the hand that disturbed his mind.
However, Yu Qinghuan walked quickly and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye. Huo Qu stopped, stared at where he left, lowered his head and slowly retracted his hand.
When Yu Qinghuan returned to the hotel, his face was blue from the cold, and Yu Xin scolded him while pouring hot water for him, "Well deserved! What a waste of time going out at night! I don't think there are enough things!"
But the attitude is much better than during the day.
Because the news of Zhao Qingyuan and Yu Qinghuan not only didn't cause a bloodbath on the Internet, but unexpectedly gained the sympathy and favorability of a bunch of passers-by.
"Isn't the media crazy now? Is there any morality? When two people go out together, is it a date? Is it a partner?"
"I'm really convinced... Brother Da Yuan and Qing Huan don't have any hormones at first sight! Instead, it looks like Dad is holding a husky... God, what am I talking about... "
"It's annoying, can you report something useful!"
"Suddenly I think it's not easy to be a celebrity. To have a same-sex friend is to be gay, tsk tsk, sympathy..."
…
Netizens seem to have been brainwashed, and their opinions are surprisingly consistent. They began to pinch the media and the current atmosphere of online news. In the end, they even left the two parties, Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan, and watched Yu Xin burst into tears. Eyes filled, I almost went to Weibo to repost koi again.
"Don't worry, no one is staring at me. This time I made headlines because of Qing Yuan." Yu Qinghuan drank a cup of hot water in one breath, feeling a little warmer in his stomach, and then heaved a sigh of relief and said.
"You're right." Yu Xin helped him hang up his coat and warned, "You only have so few days left in the crew, bear with it and don't go out again, the provincial director Liu has an opinion on you.
Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to nod, Yu Xin added, "Anyway, you have nothing serious to do."
Yu Qinghuan: "...Okay."
Early the next morning, Yu Qinghuan put on makeup and went to the studio. Today's first scene was his rivalry with Fang Zhongxi.
The strange thing is that Fang Zhongxi, who has always been on time, was unexpectedly late today. The crew waited for him for a while before he came over with an apologetic face.
Since it was his first time, and he had a good attitude of admitting his mistake, Liu Jiaan didn't get angry, he just waved his hand to let him get ready.
Fang Zhongxi's complexion was very bad and seemed very uncomfortable, even with a thick layer of foundation, it could be seen.
"Are you alright?" Although I don't know him well, since I saw it, it's better not to ask. With her back to the camera, Yu Qinghuan was still concerned.
"It's okay." Fang Zhongxi replied with two words indifferently, and stopped talking. Seeing this, Yu Qinghuan didn't ask any more questions, and began to bow his head to organize the costumes.
This is the penultimate scene of Yu Qinghuan's finale. It's still a rescue scene, and it's still exhausting.
Yu Qinghuan had prepared his emotions, and seeing Fang Zhongxi also nodded, he made a good gesture towards Liu Jiaan.
Liu Jiaan understood, glanced at the lighting engineer who was ready, and immediately shouted: "Okay! Start!"
"Quick, quick!" Ye Sheng, who had already fallen in love with the field work, was sweaty, and the front of his white coat was stained with blood, which was completely different from the image of the noble son who had never touched his fingers when he first arrived.
He ran at the front, commanding two soldiers carrying stretchers, his face full of anxiety.
The artillery fire on the battlefield continued, and the wounded came in batches after batches, and there were simply not enough manpower. Ye Sheng was racking his brains thinking about how to allocate staff when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a colleague walking by from outside.
"Great, you come with me, the patient is really..." Yu Qing held Fang Zhongxi ecstatically, before finishing a line, Fang Zhongxi suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Cut!" Liu Jiaan frowned and shouted at him, "Zhongxi, what's going on? Got a slap in the foot?"
Fang Zhongxi's face was pale and looked very painful. The tip of his nose was covered in cold sweat. He sat on the ground for a while before he raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, Director Liu, I'm a little sick."
Although Liu Jiaan has a bad temper, it is about the actor's body. After all, he suppressed the fire in his heart. He turned to Wang Chengcheng and Li Hongxiu and said, "The two of you are ready, and I will shoot you first."
The two actresses hurriedly responded and went back to the dressing room to do their makeup.
As for Fang Zhongxi, he tried several times, but he couldn't get up from the ground. As a last resort, he could only whisper to Yu Qinghuan: "Hand on and help me."
"Brother Xi, your manager isn't here today?" Yu Qinghuan asked him as he helped him up from the ground and walked him to the lounge.
"Yeah." Fang Zhongxi replied in a low voice, looking like he didn't want to mention this.
Yu Qinghuan is not a gossip person either. Quan Dang didn't see his ugly face, so he sent Fang Zhongxi to the sofa in the lounge and sat down.
Fang Zhongxi is only wearing a thin costume now. Because of the tossing just now, the top button has been opened at some point, revealing dark red marks on the skin.
Although he had never experienced it, Yu Qinghuan was an adult after all, and he recognized what it was at a glance.
"See?" Fang Zhongxi didn't panic when he noticed his gaze, he just raised his head and said coldly, "I hope you don't talk too much."
"Don't worry." Yu Qinghuan retracted his gaze and left a sentence, "I'm not interested in other people's private lives." Then he turned to leave.
Just as he started walking, Fang Zhongxi's cold voice suddenly came from behind, "Are you looking down on me?"
"You think too much." Yu Qinghuan didn't look back. "There are many ways to go forward, and everyone's choice is different. I have no opinion on your choice."
The small and cold lounge and the dull atmosphere made Yu Qinghuan almost breathless. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. Without waiting for Fang Zhongxi's response, he opened the door and strode out.
The wind in the middle of winter was dry and cold, but it was cool and refreshing that the house did not have. Yu Qinghuan took a deep breath, chose a corner and sat down, staring at the ground in a daze.
This is why he hates this circle. Everyone will do anything to climb up. All the dark sides of human nature can be found in this circle.
When Fang Zhongxi asked him if he looked down on him just now, he still lied.
He just looks down on such people, and looks down on people who use their face or even their body to exchange their future.
"Qinghuan, do you have something on your mind?" A kind and gentle voice came from overhead, Yu Qinghuan hurriedly stood up, and called out respectfully, "Mr. Wang."
Wang Zhensheng waved his hand and sat down beside him, "You don't have to be so polite to me, come on, we finally have some time, let's have a good chat."
"It's nothing," Yu Qinghuan lowered her eyes, "it's just that there are some things I can't figure out."
"You're young, what do you want to do?" Wang Zhensheng shook his head, "Qing Huan, you are an advantage, but also a disadvantage. If I were your age, I would definitely do what I want to do right away, anyway, I'm still young, The big deal is to start all over again.”
After a pause, seeing that Yu Qinghuan was still looking unhappy, Wang Zhensheng didn't ask any further questions, and changed the subject subtly, "After the filming of "Life and Death", what are your plans?"
"I want to go to the Grand Theater to observe and observe more, and hone my acting skills. Then I will shoot "How to Love You"," Yu Qinghuan said the arrangement he had planned, and paused, showing a rare confusion on his face, " What happens after that is not planned.”
"I asked you before." Wang Zhensheng gradually withdrew the smile on his face and looked at Yu Qinghuan seriously, "Do you hate acting? You didn't give me an answer. What if I ask again today?"
He asked seriously, and Yu Qinghuan thought about it for a while before replying: "I don't hate acting, I just... I hate this circle a bit."
This kind of words can be said to be very bold. If others hear it, they will definitely sneer and chuckle Yu Qinghuan secretly, but Wang Zhensheng just nodded and did not express his opinion, but asked again: "Why?"
This time, Yu Qinghuan replied without thinking: "Because it's too impetuous and utilitarian. And I feel that in this circle, every move is under the surveillance of others, and I can't do whatever I want, and I can't get freedom."
"Qing Huan," Wang Zhensheng looked at him and said earnestly, "The ubiquitous candid photography and paparazzi are indeed inevitable things in this circle, but as long as you keep a low profile, protecting your privacy is actually not as good as you think. Disaster."
"Also, what do you think freedom is? Freedom is not what you think, you can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, but when you don't want to do it, you can refrain from doing it."
Yu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help holding his breath.
Wang Zhensheng continued: "Every circle has its unspoken rules, and there is no absolute clean place. If you want to escape such a gray area by retreating from the circle, then you are wrong."
"Why not do it another way? When you're strong enough to say no to the rules, or even make your own, will you still care about what's holding you back now?"
Yu Qinghuan couldn't recover for a long time, and he didn't even know when Wang Zhensheng left. By the time he woke up from his thoughts, the sun was already high in the sky.
Although the sun in winter is not hot, it has the warmth and warmth that summer does not have. Yu Qinghuan squinted her eyes and raised her head, feeling the sunlight jumping on her face.
He thought that it was time for him to think about what to do in the future.
Because Fang Zhongxi has not been doing well, today's shooting was naturally delayed. Yu Qinghuan stayed on the set for a while before returning to the hotel. Just as he was about to take a shower in the bathroom, Yu Xin came in angrily with red eyes.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yu Qinghuan hurriedly closed the door and asked.
"Qing Huan," Yu Xin clenched his hands into fists, his forehead was bulging, he looked extremely angry, he almost gritted his teeth to hold back the choking in his throat, and said word by word, "Shen Ji is gone. , changed to another agent."
He took Shen Ji for six years, and almost all the best resources in his hand were given to him. But in the end, he was kicked away mercilessly by Shen Ji.
He understood Shen Jixianghong's mentality. If he told himself that he wanted to change his agent, he would not stop him, but he chose such a decisive way, which obviously meant that he would walk halfway down the road in the future.
"Why did you say I'm blind!" Yu Xin grabbed his hair fiercely, almost torn off his scalp, his face full of unwillingness and humiliation.
"Brother, it's okay," Yu Qinghuan patted him on the back to comfort him, and comforted: "It's a good thing to get rid of such a person early."
"You don't understand, you don't understand." Yu Xin shook his head again and again, the iron man almost burst into tears.
He knows that his ability is not strong, and he is far worse than those agents with exquisite methods, but he is already working hard, trying his best to give his artists better resources, but still not enough Use, or be despised...
Is there really no friendship in this circle
"You have more than one artist under his command!" Unable to see Yu Xin's dejected appearance, Yu Qinghuan frowned and couldn't help raising the volume, "Isn't there me?"
Yu Xin choked up, raised his head and looked at Yu Qinghuan in disbelief, his eyes full of surprises, "Qinghuan, are you willing to use me? Will you continue to use me when you become popular?"
"Of course." Yu Qinghuan replied without hesitation, "I have and only you as an agent in my life!"
"Qinghuan..." Yu Xin's nose was sour, afraid that Yu Qinghuan would see the red circles around his eyes, so he didn't look over his head and said sullenly: "You have to fight for me and make those people take a good look! Red people! They can't do it on their own!"
Yu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, all kinds of things from his rebirth flashed in his head, and the pictures about movies and acting skills appeared in front of him smoothly like a movie.
Can't escape, can't escape.
He sighed softly, and Yu Xin finally nodded his head in anticipation, "Yes."