The White-eyed Wolves I Personally Raised Are All Coveting My Legacy

Chapter 40: Becoming a father to the hero for the second time (9)

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Chen Yu's kiss is the same as his people, after lifting the mask of restraint, it is a plunder like a storm. And this kind of plunder with heavy invasion, as long as it starts, will definitely make the accepting party crumble.

In this regard, Chen Yu is always invincible.

But Si Yang has never been a little white rabbit who is willing to take anything. When it comes to the desire to control and conquer, he and Chen Yu have always been evenly matched.

He was just having fun, and he didn't want to defend himself like a jade for anyone. If the atmosphere is good, Chen Yu will also flirt, so he can let go and play with him.

Just like what Chen Yu said, Si Yang has no heart, even if he does the task under cover, it is for his own calculation. Achieving the goal is what he really wants to do.

As for whether the task object will collapse in the future, or whether he can survive the so-called psychological torture, it doesn't matter to him at all.

Chen Yu was the most important link in Si Yang's arrangement of Chen Zhao. But it was also a small accident that Si Yang encountered.

In the end, he used him, Si Yang didn't mind giving him some compensation. But the premise is that it was not coerced by Chen Yu, but given by Si Yang voluntarily.

"How about another place?" Si Yang's words rang in Chen Yu's ear, and the moist breath was full of crazy hints.

Chen Yu stepped back to look at him.

The blush at the end of the eyes finally melted away the harshness, but it was even more fatally sexy. It's breathtakingly beautiful.

"Please, please kill me." On the phone, the actor playing Chen Zhao's opponent seemed to be completely suppressed. That fear seemed to emanate from his bones.

Chen Zhao and Si Yang looked at each other for a while, and finally Si Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Si Yang's voice is very gorgeous, with such a breathy sound, it almost makes one's back half shiver.

"This line is good, how about I read it to you later?" Si Yang said slowly with his arms around Chen Yu.

Chen Yu couldn't help laughing, "Baby, then you need to add a father!"

Said, Chen Yu put all his strength into his hands, directly picked up Si Yang's lazy waist, kicked open the door of the cubicle slightly rudely, and walked to the backstage.

He didn't intend to wrong himself for going home after a long journey, and the lounge that Chen Zhao vacated later was ready-made.

At this moment in front of the stage, Chen Zhao's play finally reached its climax.

After killing everyone alive, he finally vented all his tyrannical emotions.

He stared at the dead bodies on the ground in a daze among the mountains of corpses and sea of blood. After a long time, Chen Zhao took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his blood-stained hands clean. Every movement was very gentle, which inexplicably made people feel cold all over. Then he didn't throw away the handkerchief like in the original work, but folded it carefully and hid it in his clothes.

Then the background switched, and he had returned to the mountain gate.

"Eldest brother! Are you back?"

"En." He took out a few spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and put them in the doorman's hands, feeling as usual. But off the stage, everyone who watched the show knew in their hearts that the gentle, elegant and upright senior brother in the past would never come back.

The moment the card was called, Chen Zhao stood there, and it took a long time to react, and then he covered his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

This was Chen Zhao's first time acting, but he felt an indescribable joy.

All the things that can't be done in reality, and dare not be done, are vented and performed through the identity of others. Chen Zhao even felt that the moment he grabbed the other actor's neck, he felt that he was holding Chen Qiao's.

It was clearly a heart-pounding black drama, but the inexplicably intense heartache that surged up from Chen Zhao's reaction made many people's tears fall down the corners of their eyes involuntarily.

The director asked rightly, "Why did you hide the handkerchief? This seems to be different from the one in the play."

Chen Zhao was silent for a while and replied, "Because this is the only thing left from his past."

This sentence, clearly out of the play, once again attracted all the audience who knew the play to re-enter the play. Some people who are easy to empathize can't help crying while covering their mouths.

Because this handkerchief was given to him by his wife when he first entered the mountain gate. But his wife passed away soon, and all he has left now are his memories. And this handkerchief is also his last memorial to Shanmen.

From then on, there was no more handsome elder brother, and his white clothes finally changed colors.

So he really wanted to stay, because that was the only bit of sugar left in his life of suffering. Even to the point of death, he will stick to it. Otherwise, his whole life would be completely turned into a walking dead, without even the meaning of living.

Applause resounded all over the audience, and even the three directors who never looked directly at him finally looked at Chen Zhao squarely.

And in the barrage, those who had been taunting Chen Zhao with the words "idou" and "relying on face" finally shut up.

Not worthy of acting? No, Chen Zhao is a genius.

The following plot became logical, and an outbreak brought about an instant dramatic change.

The cannon fodder who was despised and humiliated at the beginning turned into the protagonist of the much-anticipated protagonist.

The three directors rob people at the same time, and the scene of blowing their beards on the table is old-fashioned, but it can beautifully extend the coolness of the counterattack. Satisfy all the desires of the viewers.

"No! Both of you rejected him just now. Only I have the discerning eye, and Chen Zhao will not give it to you!"

"That's not necessarily the case. I specialize in filming TV dramas. The dramas that won awards last year and the year before last were all produced by me. Chen Zhao is a typical male lead in TV dramas. He is gentle and beautiful, and he is very malleable. As long as a little It will be fine if you get used to it.”

"Really? I think the big screen is also ok. I haven't said before that Chen Zhao's company has something to do with me. Xingsheng and I have been working together for many years."

The three of you come and go, from feelings to relationships, and finally to the future.

While fighting, the host said something flattering to Chen Zhao's acting skills.

And those audiences were in this kind of back and forth, looking forward to Chen Zhao's final choice.

As it should be, Chen Zhao chose the director with whom he first worked together. It's not because of anything else, but from the public's point of view, nostalgia and single-mindedness are really good qualities.

Chen Zhao still had a standard lovable smile on his face, but after the recording of the show was over and he walked backstage, he gradually restrained himself.

Recording programs is the most energy-intensive, and the heavy costumes of Xianxia dramas are also a heavy burden for him, not much easier than a concert. Even more exhausted.

"Mr. Chen, let me help you dismantle the wire first!" Chen Zhao had a fighting scene in it. Although it was simple, it also used wire.

It sounds simple, but in fact it is still very uncomfortable for the first time. Especially in order to prevent accidents after taking the stage. When the martial arts instructor taught him the movements, he pulled him up to try them out in advance.

The thing was stuck in the inner thigh, and it was tied tightly. After a series of intense movements, Chen Zhao even felt pain from walking. He didn't say anything, just let the assistant come over to help.

"Teacher Chen is really good today, we were all taken aback! The acting was speechless!" The two little assistants graciously helped him remove the things tied to his legs, and complimented him at the same time.

A few hours later, they still called him Chen Zhao one by one. But now it has become Teacher Chen.

In the entertainment circle, the thing of stepping up and down is still the same for a long time.

As for the title of "teacher", it was originally a respectful title for old artists, but now it has somehow become a fashion.

It seems that as long as you call a teacher, many things can be changed, and the previous contempt and insults can be changed from the address to respect.

Chen Zhao had a lot of thoughts in his mind for a moment, until he took off his makeup and the people around him left, he sat on the chair without moving.

"Where's your manager? Didn't come to pick you up?" The director's team also dispersed. The chief director, who had been drinking with Si Yang before, came to the dressing room and bumped into Chen Zhao.

"I don't know where Si Yang has gone, maybe something happened temporarily, I'll wait for him for a while."

"Then wait in the lounge?" He patted Chen Zhao's shoulder with a smile, "You are too honest, find a place to rest for a while! The intensity is not low today, and I can't stand it anymore."

But as soon as he said this, the assistant director who followed behind gave him a hand, "How far is Chen Zhao's lounge! If you want me to say, go directly to Director Xu's. Director Xu's is big and comfortable. Where are you going to wait?" Bar."

"..." The director didn't understand at first, but the assistant director quickly gave him an ambiguous look.

The director suddenly remembered that Chen Yu also came today, he was still there in the first half, but he dragged Si Yang out in the second half.

The director is also a person who understands the fun, and immediately understood the twists and turns, and quickly followed the director's words.

But Chen Zhao's costume hasn't changed yet, he just removed his makeup and hair. His clothes were still in the lounge, but no one paid attention to it, they just pushed him to another room.

"Have a good rest, I'll ask my assistant to bring you some food!" The director still had that considerate look, and even closed the door for him.

But Chen Zhao is not a fool, he can clearly distinguish the ambiguity in the two people's words.

After waiting for no one, he couldn't help but open the door and walked to his lounge.

Chen Zhao's lounge is the most hidden one in the deepest part of the corridor.

It was early morning, and there was no one in the studio hall. The corridor was empty, and Chen Zhao could almost hear his footsteps.

In the end, Chen Zhao's footsteps stopped in front of the door of the lounge. The door was closed tightly, and there was no movement inside.

But Chen Zhao involuntarily put his hand on the doorknob and turned it around.

There was a click, the sound of the door lock opening. Chen Zhao's heart also thumped.

The door opened slowly, but what came oncoming was an extremely ambiguous smell.

It's very strange, but that kind of obscenity makes people blush and heartbeat.

His clothes were still placed where they were before, but the sofa not far away had changed.

Chen Zhao remembered that it was covered with a light gray sofa cover before, but now it has turned beige.

It did look cleaner and softer than before, but Chen Zhao always felt dirty.

"Mr. Chen said he has something to do and went back with Mr. Si first. Let me see you off when you come back."

At the door, Chen Yu's secretary knocked on the door and said to Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao nodded, not knowing exactly what mood he was in, changed his clothes and left with the secretary.

There was nothing to say all the way, and it was almost two o'clock in the morning when Chen Zhao returned to the villa.

He went upstairs quietly, ready to take a bath and rest. However, when passing by the master bedroom, he suddenly heard a voice coming from inside.

It was a kind of panting that would only be exhaled after being suppressed to the extreme.

He stopped abruptly, thinking for a moment that he had heard wrong. But then, the voice became clearer.

It seems to be trembling from the peak of bliss, struggling on the verge of sobriety and addiction.

Chen Zhao instantly felt that his body became hot uncontrollably, and he turned his head to look.

The master bedroom door was not closed tightly. He subconsciously wanted to look in through the gap...

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