Feng Xiaole collapsed.
Without warning.
His lips twitched, and after failing to speak successfully several times, the emotion of failing to find a breakthrough accumulated into a huge burst of pressure, and it rushed out.
He Youfei was also obviously panicked.
Feng Xiaole is used to being outspoken. He doesn't know how to endure, nor does he know how to bear it. Occasionally, when he gets angry, He Youfei persuades him in a good voice. He has rarely vented like this regardless of his image or the surrounding environment.
Her cry was like a wailing from the throat of a person who was desperate to the extreme.
The hearer is sad, the hearer weeps.
Ke Yilang was not moved at all.
His expression was so calm that it might not be an exaggeration to describe him as cold.
The more He Youfei coaxed, the more intensely Feng Xiaole cried.
Later, she seemed to be out of breath, tears streaming down her cheeks, her pretty face was flushed red, like a balloon, she looked very pitiful, and even the sound of an old bellows leaked from her chest. Empty and dilapidated, full of pathos.
He Youfei was in a hurry now, and a rare panic appeared on the man's face.
Feng Xiaole's condition looked very bad, his eyes were rolled, his breathing was rapid, and he might faint at any time.
"Breathe!" He Youfei patted Feng Xiaole's cheek. "Xiao Le! Breathe!"
Feng Xiaole scratched his neck in pain, and his whole body collapsed in He Youfei's arms.
What a heartfelt picture.
He Youfei's acting skills may have been integrated into his daily life. He uses ordinary people to show embarrassing actions, and he can also imbue him with emotion, from the angle of his hand raised, the degree of trembling of his fingertips, the volume of his call to the corners of his eyes and brows. In the interim, the contradictions that were clearly anxious, at a loss, and had to pretend to be calm, everything was just right.
A point less is false, a point more is too false.
No wonder he was awarded the Grand Slam Best Actor award.
On this point, Yi Lang admires He Youfei very much.
He always seemed to weigh the pros and cons and make the most favorable decision.
Then carefully plan step by step, and put the things you want to have into the palm of your hand.
Just like in the long and dark time in the past, the young man who clearly held a torch in his hand and could take him out of the darkness with just one turn, but insisted on walking ahead without looking back.
Because He Youfei knew that saving Yi Lang would be unprofitable, so it would be a waste to give him a little more energy.
To a certain extent, He Youfei and He Youxiu are worthy of being brothers. They have the same madness in their bones, combining their indifference to the world and their passion for their goals.
The difference is that He Youxiu doesn't know how to hide, while He Youfei has used an almost perfect camouflage to cover up the despicable side of his temperament.
A very important reason why He Youfei can start from an idol and be recognized as an excellent actor is that in addition to those positive and popular protagonists, he is also willing to challenge all kinds of supporting roles, especially negative ones. Characters and supporting roles portrayed by life tragedies.
Fans praised him for his dedication, passers-by praised him for his courageous attempts, but only Yi Lang could see it. For He Youfei, it was a timely expression, a short time to return to the self and show himself unscrupulously.
Because that is He Youfei's true face.
"Ah."
A sneer came out, which was especially abrupt in the current atmosphere.
He Youfei turned his head sharply and stared at Yi Lang.
"why are you laughing?"
The ridicule in Yi Lang's eyes was particularly clear.
like provocation.
Usually, He Youfei may not let his temper flare up directly. As a public figure and a qualified actor, he is very clear about what to do and what not to do.
However, it is probably because too many things have accumulated in the past two days. Feng Xiaole is now in such a state. The self-control that he is usually proud of collapsed in an instant, almost without thinking, He Youfei directly propped up his body, long arms Reaching forward, he grabbed Yi Lang by the collar.
Then, he pulled Yi Lang forward and lifted it slightly.
He Youfei's physique is not as tall and strong as Yi Lang's, and he will play a slender, delicate and sensitive young man in the movie. For this reason, he is strictly controlling his diet and losing weight. Long's.
Unless Yi Lang goes with the flow.
Despite this, the momentum of the two did not reverse.
Calm people seem to have the upper hand.
He Youfei also realized this, the blue veins on his forehead throbbed suddenly, his eyes were as terrifying as if he was about to eat Yi Lang.
Malice breeds.
Ke Yi Lang was indifferent.
His heart has been invincible, and the previous damage has been turned into nutrients. After being irradiated by sunlight and watered by rain, it has gradually formed a solid soil, giving birth to a new life, and no longer just a barren land.
Just when He Youfei was about to say something else to win a round, Yi Lang suddenly made his move.
Quickly, he grabbed He Youfei's wrist with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other hand, and pushed him hard when the other party didn't respond.
He Youfei didn't notice for a while, the whole person staggered two steps, and fell back on the wooden wall painted with enamel paint, making a dull sound.
Yi Lang straightened his collar again, and glanced at He Youfei and Feng Xiaole without any unnecessary emotions.
"This is the last time, He Youfei."
"Remember the conditions I just mentioned, otherwise, I have a way to ruin you and Feng Xiaole."