President Jin Shi'an, thirty-seven years old this year, handsome and rich, gentle and affectionate. Although he was once so poor that he lived in a small hardcover with a good friend, within two years, he turned An Long into a powerful presence in the circle.
President Jin has money in his life, and there is no way he can spend it all.
Mr. Jin is not very attentive in his career, and his career is always inadvertent. A gold medal screenwriter can become an old man by accompanying Zhang Dao, a well-known writer can become a writer without knowing how to write, and a media giant can become a media giant just by doing whatever he wants. Many media interviewed him: "How do you balance writing and business management at the same time?"
Shi'an thought to himself, how should this be balanced? It’s not like in the past, Jiang Gong and Zhang Jingjiang were in a dilemma, there were so many difficult figures in the political and business circles, what kind of effort would he have to worry about now, isn’t it just doing business and writing stories
Shi An couldn't disappoint the reporter, but said implicitly: "With the help of many parties, today's achievements are not due to me alone."
Mr. Jin thinks that he has no ambitions, and he has no intention of planting willows all day long. He only cares about planting flowers, planting the flowers of his love, and the most willing thing is to meet his Yang Yang day and night, and the flowers will bloom before the moon.
This small wish is very difficult to achieve now.
After Qin Huaimeng, Bai Yang's fame flew upwards on a rocket, which was expected by Shi'an. The art world is the most important about connections. Although Bai Yangqi was clumsy when he first entered the industry, he was likable in his dealings with others. He was as ruthless as Jiang Ruiyun and as tall as Zhang Huitong. All the people in the circle who worked with him left a good friend - willing to endure hardships, Willing to work hard, being lovable, coupled with his honed acting skills, Bai Yang's popularity is not surprising at all.
Although President Jin wanted to put his Yang Yang on the bed all day long, he also hoped that he could spread his wings and fly high. As a result, the two of them separated—Bai Yanghong, who was filming everywhere, and now he is on location in Laos with Zang Yuanchao.
Shi'an stayed alone in an empty room in Nanjing, and was complained several times by Zhang Huitong: "It was agreed to be used by me this year."
Every year you have to use it first, Shi An is sweating in his heart, no matter how good a movie is, you can't always let one person act in it, Mr. Zhang, you can change it.
"You don't understand." Zhang Huitong still refused to let him go: "Actors are like wine. The taste is different in different years. I just want to take advantage of Bai Yang's current stage to shoot two more literary and artistic works. In the future, he will It’s time to go deeper—you said you can’t control your own people, it’s great to film in China, see you every day, now Xiaobai goes to Laos where birds don’t lay eggs, you can’t see anywhere.”
These words touched Shi'an's pain point, Shi'an was really laughed at by the old man's complaints. Shi'an had no choice but to use his trump card: "You want me to write a book for you this year, but Yang Yang can't follow you, and I will follow you, and I have to save some face for Director Zang."
Zhang Huitong stopped talking.
Shi'an made tea for him with a smile: "If you have any other requirements, please tell me. I will go abroad next week."
Zhang Huitong raised his eyes: "You think I always complain about you, so you run out too!"
"I'm looking for material." Shi'an just smiled.
Of course Shi'an wanted to see Bai Yang, but the crew was in the Laos rainforest, Shi'an knew that going by himself would cause trouble for others. Bai Yang's signal on the set is not good, and the two of them can only share the joys and sorrows of thousands of miles away, entrusting lovesickness across the air.
But Yang Yang is coming back.
Going abroad is an excuse, Shi'an only said that he will go abroad this week, but he is actually dormant at home. Bai Yang's filming work in Laos has ended, and he will go to Brazil next month, and he will come back secretly in the middle of these two days.
Shi An waited for him.
At 6 o'clock in the evening, he waited at Lukou Airport until after 7 o'clock, when he saw Xiao Ma leading Xiao Niu Xiaoxie out first, passing by his car, Xiao Ma cleverly knocked on the window.
"Brother Xiaobai is behind," Xiao Ma said with a smile, "Boss Jin, we'll be on location soon, so don't make a fuss about Brother Bai."
Shi An flicked his forehead.
This Ma Yuchao, there is nothing wrong with learning from Li Nian, he is so glib.
Xiao Ma went, Shi An waited in the night, waited, watching Bai Yang lightly running out from the special passage.
He knew it was him at a glance, even though he was wearing a hat and mask, and toad mirrors when the sun went down, Shi An could recognize his every move.
Bai Yang ran over briskly, got into the car, without further ado, took off his hat, and kissed Shi An on the face first.
Shi'an was so kissed by him that he leaned over, but he refused to kiss him back, looked him up and down, and only said: "It's dark."
Bai Yang immediately became unhappy.
"Jin Shi'an! I just came back! What did I do first when we met?"
"Kiss me." Shi'an said truthfully.
"And you?!"
"Call you black." Continue to tell the truth.
Bai Yang patted the steering wheel: "Where's your conscience! You won't love me if it's black?!"
Shi'an looked at him with a smile: "It's not that you think you're black, but you're a big star anyway, why don't you have any relatives now? Pigs know that cabbage is good for cabbage, why don't you know how to choose a good place to kiss?"
God damn changed the topic, Bai Yang's IQ was obviously not enough, so he was led away immediately.
Bai Yang looked at him with a red face: "Tell me what's good about you?"
Shi'an started the car, supported the steering wheel with one hand, and pointed to his mouth with the other, "Good choy sum, Mr. Bai, try it?"
"...Don't embarrass yourself."
Bai Yang scolded him in a low voice, willing to be a little pig, and happily jumped on his Chinese cabbage. Shi'an smiled and pressed his face: "Don't make trouble, just drive."
Bai Yang obediently waited until the red light intersection, covered his face with his hat, and took away his choy sum.
Long time no see, this kiss was short and soft, but refreshingly sweet.
Shi An didn't want to have a long kiss with him, because he was afraid that the reporter would take pictures of him. Bai Yang's lips came closer, and he couldn't help sucking his tongue until the green light shone on their faces, like Qin Huai's teasing smiling eyes in the night.
The car moved forward, Bai Yang rested his head on Shi'an's shoulder.
"It was photographed by reporters, and tomorrow I will let them have something to say."
"Write it, it just so happens that a new movie is about to come out, follow the trend and make a wave, who will take it seriously."
Bai Yang has really learned tricks in the past two years. No matter how stupid he was back then, he now understands the various rules in the circle. It's just that he still has that unyielding vigor, the more reporters stare at him, the more he refuses to flinch.
Acting skills and works are the true endorsement of an actor. Both Shi'an and Bai Yang understand this. They love each other sincerely, so why should they be afraid of other people's gossip
He is no longer the little fresh meat who was afraid of people's words in the past. He was last year's golden statue actor and this year's Tianlong actor. A little bad comment about his private life can't shake his influence in the circle.
No confession, no disclosure, no explanation.
Their love, in such unscrupulous and tight-lipped days, was gradually accepted by others.
"Jin Shian, I miss you very much." Bai Yang said softly, "There is no signal on the set, do you miss me?"
Shi'an didn't speak, just stroked his hair with his face, and asked him after a long time: "What do you want to eat? Or I'll make it for you when you go home?"
— This is their customary code word, the answer is of course "want to eat you", and occasionally a random sentence "right here".
"... I really want to eat." Bai Yang twitched.
Shi'an looked at him ambiguously, "Say."
"I want to eat pig's trotters from Xiaofenqiao."
"..."
Shi An's face was a little green. What is a trotter? They reunited after a long absence, but his Yang Yang didn't want to eat him the most! What about the code word? !
President Jin was about to fluctuate.
A pig's trotter still can't shake President Jin's confidence in love. President Jin's love finally defeated his jealousy. They turned the car around and drove towards Xiaofenqiao.
This pig's trotter shop in Xiaofenqiao is very famous, and many college students nearby like to buy and eat here. After all, they were late, it was past eight o'clock, and the boss was pulling down the shutter door.
Shi'an left Bai Yang in the car, got out of the car himself, and asked pleasantly, "Boss, is it closed?"
The boss is a young man in his late thirties, with a crew-shaven head and thick head. He looked at Shi'an and said, "It's closed, come back tomorrow."
"Can't you make another one?"
The boss looked at him strangely for a while, "Everything is done in one pot, come tomorrow."
Shi'an said gently: "Boss, my wife has been abroad for a few months, and I just want to eat your pork knuckle, and all my homesickness is in your dish. Can you accommodate me?"
The boss became shy when he said it, and his face flushed suddenly, "You bought the whole pot?"
"Buy them all, buy them all." Shi'an smiled.
The boss looked at Shi'an, then at the car next to him, lifted the shutter door, and opened it again without a sound.
It took a long time to stew the pig's trotters. Shi'an stood beside him calmly, spitting out lotus flowers: "It's really good work, you can smell the fragrance even before the pot is boiled."
The boss blushed and just looked at the pot. After looking at the pot for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Did you buy it for Bai Yang?"
Shi'an was very surprised and didn't know how to answer for a while.
The boss scratched his head, "I really like him and his movies! When I saw you just now, I wondered if you were Jin Shi'an, right? Right?"
Shi'an suppressed a smile and nodded.
The boss got excited and rubbed his hands desperately, "Qin Huai Meng is so beautiful! I bought the disc and watched it many times!" He closed his eyes and started to brag about his idol while talking endlessly.
The idol's lover was at a loss, not knowing whether to be jealous or proud. I really didn't expect his Yang Yang to have such enthusiastic male fans. The little boss is really a movie buff. He used to like Leslie Cheung, but now he is Bai Yang’s hard-core fan. Shi’an listened to him blowing all of Bai Yang’s works in the past two years with reason, and said, “I invite you today. He himself is in the car. ?"
The little boss raised his face expectantly: "Can you sign for me?"
Shi'an finally laughed, "He's in the car, when you're done, I'll ask him to sign for you."
The boss suddenly became happy, grabbed a handful of rock sugar from the cabinet and sprinkled it into the pot: "I, I admire you very much, I will add some sugar to you, I wish you sweetness."
Surprisingly, Shi'an looked at the tumbling soup pot and felt a soft sweetness in his heart.
The boss helped him and moved a dozen boxes of pig's trotters into the car. Bai Yang was already leaning on the chair and fell asleep. Shi'an wanted to push him up, but the little boss felt sorry for him first.
"Don't call me...Mr. Jin, let him sleep. I'm satisfied to see him. "
This jealous Shi'an couldn't bear it, so he could only smile, "Thanks for taking care of me, please leave a piece of paper for me, when he wakes up, I'll tell him."
The little boss ran back to the store excitedly, and brought out a big poster, it was a pig's trotter.
Shi An accepted with a smile.
"I'll pack up and go home first, the family is waiting for dinner." The boss was satisfied, "Come back tomorrow!"
Shi'an looked at his happy back, with a smile on his lips all the time. He went to see Bai Yang again, probably exhausted, and fell asleep soundly on the car seat.
He hasn't seen him for several months, and he really misses his sleeping face, drooling, and doesn't know whether he is thinking of him in his dream, or these bowls of pig's trotters.
He just looked at him like that, and after an unknown amount of time, the moon rose and shone on them, wrapping them like a ball of water.
Poor Chanjuanyue, the most understanding lovesickness.
Bai Yang probably smelled the fragrance, rubbed his nose and eyes and sat up, "Uh! Why did I fall asleep!" Wiping his saliva, "Why didn't you call me?"
Shi'an scratched his nose: "Seeing that you slept poorly, you were exhausted on the set, didn't you?" He then handed him the pig's trotter, "Eat it, the boss gave it to you. He likes your movie very much."
Bai Yang jumped up and happily opened the box.
It is delicious, crispy, soft and fragrant. Both of them ate a mouthful of oil.
"Boss, please sign your name," Shi'an said with a smile, "You can write something to him."
Bai Yang fully agreed, took out his marker pen, and looked at Shi'an again: "What are you writing?"
Shi'an smiled and said nothing, the moon shone on the hooves in the hands of the two of them, it was oily, like the lovesickness they used to swallow thousands of miles away, a bowl of moonlight.
He held the little boss's signature board in his hand, "I said, you write—"
The first month of eating all the powder on the bridge corridor.