After all, the two of them didn't go to Yuejiang Tower. It was already dark and it was time to get off work. Bai Yang took him to the nearby Mochou Lake for a walk. Passing by the Holocaust Memorial Hall on the way, Shi'an took a look carefully: "Why is there a memorial for the massacre?"
Bai Yang didn't expect that Shi'an didn't know about the Nanjing Massacre, so he froze for a moment: "Oh, it probably didn't happen to you at that time."
Shi'an turned to look at him: "Many people died?"
Bai Yang nodded: "Well, the Japanese did it, many people died, it's a national humiliation. Our university even came here specially to conduct patriotic education."
Shi'an was a little disappointed: "The country was slaughtered when its power was weak. I never thought that there would be such a tragedy under Jiang Gong's rule."
Bai Yang also leaned on the window: "It's too late now, I'll bring you to pay my respects another day. You're so lucky that you escaped the massacre by traveling through it."
Shi'an felt a little heavy in his heart, but it was difficult to express it.
When we arrived at the park, in the early spring, there was nothing to see in the water, and the flowers and trees by the lake hadn't bloomed yet, only small flower buds with fluff. Bai Yang said curiously: "There are no flowers blooming here, how did you find those two flowers?"
Shi'an laughed and said, "You know the heavens are infatuated with me, and sent me two red plums to express love."
Bai Yang blushed, Shi'an scratched his nose and said, "This tree looks like a crabapple tree, it only blooms in March and April, and what I gave you are plum blossoms, but you took something from me, and you don't know what it is."
The two walked slowly by the lake at night, Shi'an took off his coat: "It's windy by the water, put on your clothes."
As soon as he put clothes on Bai Yang, the two of them felt a slight "click" behind them.
Bai Yang turned around, but there was no one there.
Bai Yang was a little terrified: "Why does it feel like there is a ghost?"
Shi'an looked around: "Where did the ghost come from?" After thinking about it, he laughed again: "Oh, there used to be a tomb set up by Mr. Sun for the dead soldiers here, you don't go in and bow, and the ghost will come to you."
Bai Yang followed his gaze and saw that there really was a cemetery surrounded by black stones and covered by tall grass. Bai Yang trembled in fright: "Don't scare me!"
Shi'an pulled him into his arms: "Why aren't you afraid of me? I'm also a ghost who came eighty years ago."
The first time the two quarreled, they reconciled without thinking. Probably quarreling is also an essential element of love, and lovers who don't quarrel are not true lovers. Bai Yang thought.
The two of them only cared about their relationship, and Li Nian was too busy here. As Li Nian expected, the schedules of "The Wandering President" and "The Spy in Yudu" collided. Both sides want to crowd out Star TV with the highest ratings, and the TV station is obviously inclined to Qin Nong's side, not to mention the official announcement of "The Spy in Yudu" first, and the intentions of both sides have been negotiated.
Right now, we are competing for filming. There are two theaters in Xingmang, one at 8:30 and the other at 11:00. 8:30 is the Starlight Theater, and 11:00 is the Starlight Theater. Ding Congyuan's "Looking for Love in the Sword" is on the Starlight Theater, two episodes are broadcast continuously, and the Starlight Theater has only one episode.
Shi'an persuaded him: "It's not the only TV station I watch, or talk to other TV stations."
Li Nian began to smoke again: "If Bai Yang is an old man who has debuted for several years, I don't care about any platform. But this is his first shot, and it will be ugly if he throws it behind. Qin Nong is lucky, we When I was taking her, I was the first to pick up the second puppet girl, but she became popular when the protagonist was not popular, and she won an award after taking on the movie."
For newcomers, a large part of the evaluation comes from their debut. Although the director won't judge a hero based on one work, it's always ugly to pounce again and again. It's impossible for Li Nian to wait until Bai Yang pounces and pounces before worrying. He can't pounce on the first film.
"What platform to look for for any drama, Star TV is the main idol drama, Qin Nong is deliberately trying to get along with me, the movies that can obviously be on CCTV must be squeezed into Star TV."
This is what Li Nian said against his will. Although "The Spy in Yudu" is about patriotism, it is still a spy drama after all. Qin Nong did not choose the wrong platform. Shi'an knew that Li Nian always blamed Qin Nong when he was in trouble, and only looked at him and smiled.
"Annoying," Li Nian rubbed the materials of several TV stations back and forth in his hands, "The key point is that the performance of the two of them is not earth-shattering. The TV station that plays the main role of idol dramas has a large number of ratings and can attract people. Put it in other places. Even the popularity is gone. Director Kuang didn’t agree with me, and he spent tens of thousands of dollars for four or five dinners, and I didn’t waver at all.”
Shi'an ran on him: "It turns out that you also have such a time when you are exhausted."
Li Nian didn't resist: "After all, I've been picking my feet for three years. This circle is changing every day. Deputy You, who was before Xingmang, had a good relationship with me and was transferred away."
Shi'an murmured: "This kind of thing can't be solved with money?"
Li Nian was a little embarrassed: "Of course the money can be solved, but you can't spend it all the way, right? I signed Bai Yang to make money, not for you to use the money for nothing." As he spoke, he began to wag his fingers: " How much money do I owe you, there was no way for Jian Zong to bring funds into the group before, now you still have to spend money to squeeze in, is it too much money?"
Hearing this, Shi'an couldn't help laughing: "If you want to make money from him, I only want him to be famous. I invested in you, but I didn't ask you to pay back the money. Why are you so fussy at this time?"
After a month of disputes, Bai Yang's president Jin took out 20 million yuan, and Li Nian's vagabond president barely got any money. Li Nian only calculated how much he had lost.
Of course, in order to look good in publicity, fake accounts are still required. You all know me.
Li Nianzhong said about Jin Shi'an: "I'm serious, it's just a matter of throwing this one away, and Bai Yang's acting skills are not in sight now, so I'll go to Zhongtian Satellite TV and forget it."
Shi'an showed his temper: "You are also a strange person. You can solve it with a little money, so why do you have to settle for second best? Besides, it hasn't been broadcast yet, why do you open and close your mouth?"
In fact, he is still thinking about what it means to jump, which probably means not being popular.
Li Nian said helplessly: "It's spread in this circle that I, Li Nian, sold a TV series for a negative price, where do you want me to put my face?"
Shi'an just smiled: "I only care about Bai Yang's face, it doesn't matter if you don't."
Fighting back and forth, the spy war retreated to the Starlight Theater, and the wandering CEO went to the Starlight Theater.
What Jin Shi'an said was right, the same sentence, no ostentation is more important than money.
Jin Shi'an even invested an additional 50 million to Li Nian, saying only: "If you want to use the money, use it, there is no shortage of this."
When Zheng Meili heard the news, she only objected weakly, and Jin Shi'an said convincingly: "I made others angry, so I always have to coax them."
Zheng Meili was too lazy to say much, and obeyed.
Li Nian felt a little annoyed, he had been in this industry for so many years, and now he was reduced to take the investor's money and beg his parents to sue his grandmother, losing money even if he didn't earn a penny. Now he feels that Jin Shian is simply insulting him with money.
But he is not in a hurry. Artists are like pearls and diamonds. At the beginning, they are all gravel and cinders. When they grow up, they really form huge gemstones, and the world will drift away.
He was a little annoyed with Jin Shi'an's meddling attitude, but such a straightforward benefactor is also rare. Li Nian doesn't like to open cheats, and now the cheats insist on lying on his face and let him open, and he doesn't want to refuse.
Li Nian arranged high-intensity acting training for Bai Yang, and specially invited two teachers from Nanyi University to come over. The two teachers urged: "You can't talk about this matter, our department doesn't allow it. In fact, you asked Mr. Bai to come to the school. Just go to class, we have crash courses."
Li Nian thought, let Bai Yang go to school for fishing for three days and drying the net for two days? I still don't know how he played truant from school.
Besides, Nanyi is full of young students who want to be famous, and it's not good for Bai Yang to get involved with any of them.
Li Nian wronged Bai Yang, he really wanted to study hard. The run on Li Nian and Shi'an made Bai Yang greatly stimulated.
What others say is ugly, but what others say is right. If you want to stop others' mouths, you can only rely on hard work.
One of the two teachers is a master tutor and the other is a senior lecturer. Bai Yang couldn't understand any of the literary theory taught by the master tutor, so he could only study in a daze and made a lot of notes; the lecturer, Teacher Jia, taught a lot of practical skills. Including the actor's micro-expression, demeanor, and body posture, these can show character and emotion.
Bai Yang realized that his life was really rough. In the past, he felt sad when he had a sad face, or cried, and when he was happy, he laughed or jumped. I can't wait to prepare a bunch of emoticons to stick on my face.
Mr. Jia made him understand something, human body cannot lie, and actors just use true lies to resonate with the audience.
"You have observed life very carefully, but you haven't mastered it. Acting is not only about imitating, but also creating your own. You have to understand the characters in order to act vividly." Teacher Jia said clearly.
Zhong Yue followed suit, and the two teachers praised Zhong Yue for his good looks when they met. After the two classes, they both regretted: "You are so handsome, why do you have this problem? Didn't you go to the hospital to correct it when you were young?"
Zhong Yue felt a little sad and smiled reluctantly. Bai Yang secretly cast a big white eye at each of the two teachers.
Bai Yang knew that no matter how unfortunate Zhong Yue was, he was much stronger than him. It's these teachers who don't know the goods.
"You young people, read more books. You have poetry and books in your belly. Read how characters are described in prose and novels. This is the foundation of empathy. Only when the foundation is laid, acting skills will be solid." Director Zhao Shuo educated them, "Look at those film stars, they either study hard, or rely on more than ten years of tricks to comprehend. If you want to succeed quickly, you have to study more."
This made sense, Bai Yang and Zhong Yue both nodded.
During their busy work and study every day, spring gradually spreads all over the fields, greening the banks of the Qinhuai River and mochou flowers.
Shi'an often waits for Bai Yang to finish his get out of class, and picks him up to go home together. The small house in Baiyang's Jianye District is useless now, and most of the time they live in Zijin Garden. One of the two is busy with company affairs, and the other studies hard every day and has to run announcements. Their lives are very regular. There was nothing to do at night, so Shi'an put down the company report in hand, and just leaned on the bed, reading and talking with Bai Yang.
Bai Yang wanted to read, but he was impatient and couldn't read any more. He couldn't understand the big acting theories, and he only wanted to read some cool novels. Shi'an had no choice but to read some story books for him.
—Jin Shian spoils him so much, sometimes he treats him like a child. Bai Yang always felt a little angry, this was not the attitude he wanted, but when this full of anger came in front of Jin Shian, he softened again.
The most often read is Zibuyu, Baiyang is afraid of ghosts, and likes to hear exciting stories, so Shi'an chooses the softer Zibuyu to tell. The stories are all written in classical Chinese, and Shi'an has to explain clearly, and also wants Bai Yang to understand the key points of the text, which is a waste of time.
On a spring night, the two talked about the story of the peony in Shuiding Nunnery: it also happened in Nanjing. Someone wanted to fold a peony flower that was as big as a bucket in the nunnery. Everyone said that the flower was a monster, but the one who folded the flower did not believe it. Folding it back and forth until the hands bleed, the flowers are still flowers when they are actually picked off, and the wounds on the hands are gone.
Bai Yang lay on the pillow: "This monster has such a temper, so arrogant."
Shi'an laughed and said, "I don't see any difference between you and this flower monster, both of you have a big temper."
Bai Yang turned his head away: "It's not picked by you."
He said it casually, but Shi'an's heart moved when he heard it.
Bai Yang turned around: "Let's talk about one more thing."
Shi'an then smiled: "Okay, let me see what I'm talking about... Well, the Longxi City God is a beautiful boy."
Bai Yang poked his head over: "Are you kidding me? The ancients took such a cool topic?"
He had just taken a bath, and when he came over to Shi'an, he felt that his chest was full of refreshing fragrance. He couldn't help but lift his chin and kiss him. Bai Yang stuck his head in Shi'an's arms: "It's so annoying! Kiss every now and then, tell a story, I'm going to sleep."
It's fine if he doesn't pierce it in. When he pierce it headlong, the two bodies will naturally touch each other, and they both know that there has been a change in each other.
Shi'an couldn't help throwing away the book, wrapped his arms around Bai Yang's waist, and slowly stroked it along his waist.
Bai Yang didn't dare to raise his head, he just muttered in Shi'an's arms, "We have class tomorrow."
Shi'an hesitated for a moment, but he refused to stop. He didn't make a sound, but licked Bai Yang's ears lightly, and slowly slid his hand down, and Bai Yang's pajamas fell down in his hands. His hands stopped in a gentle arc, in the tight groove between the man's waist and hips.
Bai Yang only felt a violent heartbeat, and Shian's heart was also beating. In the spring night, the hearts of the two beat each other.
Shi'an kissed Bai Yang's ear, not knowing what he was talking about, "Yang Yang, if you don't want to..."
Bai Yang raised his head from his embrace, and two extremely soft lips blocked his mouth.
Shi'an laughed at himself in his heart, he was as conceited as him, and in the end he said such false words, even if Bai Yang didn't want to, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stop now.
What's more, when Bai Yang kissed him like this, the whole body hung on him, the button of the pajamas was loosened, and it slid open, the skin of the two of them pressed against each other, nipples rubbed against nipples, as if there were tiny lightnings traveling on the skin.
The spring breeze came from nowhere, and it blew on the bare skin of the two of them, making them numb. They didn't feel cold, but felt hot like fire.
Shi An has never been a quick-tempered person.
The night was so long, he slowly kissed Bai Yang's forehead, nose tip, lips, and jaw, as if he wanted to use his lips to describe Bai Yang's appearance bit by bit. Everywhere, from the chest to the lower body. Lips kissed, fingers touched again.
All the clothes were stripped off the kissed place, like a fruit peeling off its shell, revealing the snow-white flesh.
Bai Yang moaned indistinctly above his head.
Both of them held each other's swollen place, feeling shy and sweet at the same time, it was an indescribable change produced by the body for the heart.
Shi'an lowered his head to kiss Bai Yang's lower body, sucking, and slowly poked his hands into the soft entrance at the back.
Bai Yang couldn't wait any longer, Bai Yang twisted his body in his arms, opened his eyes with a flushed face, and was licked by Shi An to close them again: "Come in."
Bai Yang is actually a little scared, Jin Shian's place... is really big.
Shi'an approached his face with a smile, and deliberately asked him: "Where do you go in?"
He was talking, but his hands were moving underneath. Withdrawing his hand, his fingertips were full of sticky, transparent liquid.
He knew Bai Yang wanted it too. He hasn't done these things with others, but it doesn't mean he really doesn't understand.
But Bai Yang took his words seriously, suddenly Bai Yang covered his eyes, turned over and sat astride him.
"Don't look." Bai Yang whispered.
The next thing Shi An didn't even dare to think about, he couldn't help but look, through Bai Yang's slender fingers, he saw Bai Yang's legs separated, coiled around his waist, and the other hand came down, The ring was around his shoulders - something he had never seen before, in a posture that was close to obscenity, like a posture in full bloom. His genitals touched Bai Yang's acupuncture point, both sides were bloodshot and hot, Bai Yang just pressed his eyes firmly. The eyelashes brushed against the palm of his hand, making him want to scratch.
Bai Yang sat down cautiously, his thick genitals with erect veins passively penetrated into the soft intestines, tight, wet and hot.
He heard Bai Yang groaning in pain and coquettishness. The voice was too provocative, and he couldn't bear it. Shi'an pulled Bai Yang's hand, turned over and pressed him into the pillow, bent down and began to twitch slowly.
Bai Yang wanted to scream, but was afraid that the housekeepers downstairs would hear him, so he pressed his lips together. The beautiful rosy color spread from his cheeks, reddened his body, and even his eyelids were red.
Shi'an couldn't help but kiss his peach-colored eyelids again.
Because of the change in posture, the insertion was too deep, Bai Yang couldn't help crying out, and couldn't stop after opening his mouth. At the beginning, there were one after another exciting moans, which became louder and louder, with a slightly hoarse crying voice. Calling his name, it finally turned into a moaning like a cat meowing.
Shi'an couldn't stand Bai Yang calling his name in such a sweet voice, with such a coquettish cry, every time he moved, Bai Yang hummed softly.
Shi'an approached Bai Yang's parted lips, and heard him moaning angrily, before he heard him say: "I love you."
The strings in Shi'an's mind snapped with a "buzz".
The spring night is so quiet, what did those poets say.
Yes, there are flowers that can be folded.