I still like you [entertainment circle]

The actor of Feilin was changed from Shao Ye to Wen Yu, and the opinions of the film's main creators were not unified. Even Tian Gongwen, the second male actor, felt that it was not appropriate to choose an amateur who had never acted before to play Feilin.

Before the official announcement, several film creators discussed with Tian Gongwen about changing roles.

Tian Gongwen still has some opinions on this: "Although the role of Feilin has very few roles, it is too hasty to choose someone who has no filming experience in a hurry?"

The producer understood Tian Gongwen's worries, and explained with a smile: "Actually, for the role of Lin, director Jiang and I first selected the original author of the comic."

"What?" Tian Gongwen was a little surprised.

"It's just because of various reasons, Wen Yu didn't agree to our proposal." The producer said, "Mr. Tian, ​​you also said just now that the role of Fei Lin is rarely played. To be honest, we will choose Wen Yu because of the gimmick. , he is the original author of the manga, and "Xavier" is so popular on the Internet, you—you know what I mean?"

Tian Gongwen bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then nodded.

The producer said with a smile: "What's more, you can see Wen Yu's image conditions. To be honest, if he hadn't grown up like that, we might not have chosen him."

They are all routines, and the water is very deep.Tian Gongwen has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he is well versed in the unspoken rules.

"You don't have to worry too much about the acting skills." The producer said, looking at Jiang Yi, "Wen Yu and Ji Lin had auditioned before, and Director Jiang has seen them all, right? "

"Yes." Jiang Yi nodded, "He is very talented, and "Xavier" is his own work, he must know the characters better than anyone else. If we have to talk about acting skills - we are not too worried about it. After all, Teacher Jiang Yu is just a cameo, just like Ai Yin said, what we want most is a gimmick, a topic."

Tian Gongwen is just an actor, and it is inconvenient to insist on anything. He smiled gently: "Since you have already made your decision, then I will wait and see."

The producer also asked Wen Yu to discuss the signing of the contract. Tian Gongwen left, Wen Yu came back, and Xiang Nan followed behind.

"This is—" the producer looked at Xiang Nan behind Wen Yu and asked.

"He is my assistant." Wen Yu introduced Xiang Nan, "Just discuss with him directly about signing the contract."

After all, Xiang Nan was a top student who graduated from a prestigious business school, but he took care of all matters involving money transactions for Wen Yu.

"Hi, everyone." Xiang Nan shook hands with everyone present and greeted them one by one. He raised his airs, looking quite stylish, "I am Mr. Wen Yu's assistant, and I will handle today's signing for him."

Wen Yu stood behind him, holding back a smile.

"You're so young." The producer shook hands with Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan carefully read the contract, and after confirming that it was correct, he closed the contract. He turned his head and glanced at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu was in a daze, his mind was wandering.

Wealthy people are like idlers, they don't care about anything.Xiang Nan was really worried that after he left, Wen Yu would become a lazy bastard who didn't care about anything.

"There's nothing wrong with the contract." Xiang Nan said, "It's just that Mr. Wen Yu has a request."

"What request? Tell me."

"Mr. Wen Yu doesn't want you to reveal his true identity to the outside world, just make it public as an amateur actor, not the original author of "Xavier"."

Wen Yu was still in a daze.

This request wasn't something he had agreed with Xiang Nan in advance, it was Xiang Nan who figured out his temperament and made it himself.

The producer was very embarrassed when he heard this.

If you don't reveal your real identity, what kind of gimmick is there to create, and the most important use of Wen Yu as a person has also failed.

The producer maintained superficial politeness: "I'm afraid this request cannot be granted."

"This—" Xiang Nan looked at Wen Yu when he heard the words.

The producer clasped his hands in silence for a moment, turned his gaze to Wen Yu, and said bluntly: "Mr. Wen Yu, if you decide to take the role of Fei Lin, then we must disclose your original authorship to the audience. There is no room for negotiation.”

The tough attitude of the producer made Xiang Nan feel a little uncomfortable. The youthful arrogance hadn't exploded yet, but Wen Yu replied lightly: "Whatever."

Wen Yu opened the contract and signed his name in the signature area, saying: "If you want to make it public, you can make it public, I don't care."

Xiang Nan stared at him in shock, thinking that I haven't used my lip service to maximize your interests, so you just signed the contract for me?

All dust settled.

Xiang Nan was very puzzled: "At any rate, let me fight for you again. You have got so many vests, isn't it just that you don't want to reveal your identity? What is this for?"

Wen Yu saw it clearly, and said leisurely: "They will ask me to play the role of Fei Lin, it's nothing more than because of my identity as the original author of the comics, without this identity—" He turned his head and looked at Xiang Nan, " In their eyes, I'm just a useless amateur, so what's the point of them asking me to play this role? If I don't agree, they probably just exclude me."

"So realistic? I don't think so. There's no ordinary person who looks like you." Xiang Nan looked at Wen Yu, "But listen to what you say—you really want to play with Ji Lin so much? You don't even need a vest , I thought you would not allow them to disclose your true identity even if you died."

Wen Yu just said: "Whatever."

Movie corner changes, promotional photos and makeup photos need to be retaken.

Xiang Nan was wandering around in the studio, Wen Yu took the costume given to him by the makeup artist to the dressing room to change, when he entered the door, he saw a naked man.Lu's slender back.

Ji Lin lifted up his clothes, revealing a large area of ​​his fair back.

Seeing this, Wen Yu felt a little embarrassed for some reason, and subconsciously looked away.

Hearing the slight movement at the door, Ji Lin paused and turned around slowly.

The moment their eyes collided, Wen Yu was no longer embarrassed, but Ji Lin was stunned for a while, and threw his clothes back in a jerk.

"How did you get in?" Ji Lin opened his mouth and asked.

"This is a public locker room, can't I come in?" Wen Yu closed the door, "I don't even lock the door, so I'm not afraid of someone breaking in suddenly?"

Ji Lin muttered softly: "No one will break in."

"I broke in." Wen Yu walked up to him, a sweet and greasy fragrance that was different from the past came over his nostrils, and he couldn't help frowning: "Have you been wearing perfume?"

Ji Lin showed embarrassment: "How do you know?"

"Nonsense." Wen Yu stroked Ji Lin's messy bangs, "It smells so strong."

Ji Lin bowed his head and remained silent.

Today he sprayed perfume on his body, and even asked a female celebrity with a good personal relationship about the scent.He doesn't usually have the habit of wearing perfume. He has accepted the endorsement of perfume advertisements before, and he only sprayed a little symbolically when participating in activities. He doesn't know much about perfume.

"Why are you spraying perfume all of a sudden?" Wen Yu asked him with a smile, "It doesn't matter what you do, the smell is so strong."

The smell on Ji Lin's body today is different from usual, the sweet smell is particularly strong, like a smell of melted candy that permeates the air, sweet and greasy, it makes his nose itchy.

Ji Lin touched his neck, and said dryly: "You said earlier that the sweet smell on my body is good."

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, tilted his head to Ji Lin's neck, and sniffed gently.

"I'm talking about the smell that comes with you." Wen Yu's nose slipped across the skin of Ji Lin's neck, "It's not the smell of perfume. This perfume smells too greasy. It's not as good as the smell on your body." smell."

Ji Lin's back was pressed against the cabinet, his neck was stuck motionless, and he looked down at the short stubble on Wen Yu's ear.

He didn't think too much about it at the time, so he asked the female friend which perfume smelled sweeter, and she recommended one to him.

Who knew it would be accurate to step on mines.

Never wear perfume again, Ji Lin secretly swears.

Wen Yu said he didn't like it, but his nose kept sniffing on Ji Lin's neck.

Putting aside the smell of perfume that Wen Yu didn't like, he was addicted to the smell of Ji Lin again.

Is this the so-called deodorant?

I always feel that these two words carry the meaning of temptation.

Wen Yu left Ji Lin's side neck, and Ji Lin finally relaxed.

Wen Yu turned his back to Ji Lin and began to take off his clothes. Seeing his broad and strong back, Ji Lin turned his gaze to the ground and asked, "Is it too hasty in your decision to play the male third?"

Wen Yu put on his clothes, puzzled: "What's so careless?"

Ji Lin didn't know what to say, so he replied clumsily: "You don't know how to act."

Wen Yu chuckled, stepped forward and forced Ji Lin back to the corner, put one hand on the wall, and looked down at him with playful eyes.

Ji Lin thought that his words probably offended him, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that."

"What do you mean?" Wen Yu put his other hand against the wall, and wrapped the person in his arms, pretending to be distressed: "I am not a serious actor because of Ji Daxing's dislike~"

"I said that I didn't mean that." Ji Lin bit his lips, "Aren't you unwilling to show your face in front of the audience? You also agreed to play the male third. Many people on the Internet have very vicious mouths..."

"Are you afraid that I will be criticized for my poor performance?" Wen Yu stared at Ji Lin's fluttering eyelashes, the rhythm of his heartbeat and the rhythm of his eyelashes trembling became uniform, "Don't worry, the role of Feilin is not a male at all." Three, I'm just a cameo, so the combined shots probably don't take more than 10 minutes, right?"

"I just don't want to see you being judged by people on the Internet." Ji Lin finally sorted out his words.

Words are scary, if Wen Yu has to go through what he has experienced before, that would be too bad.

"Then you care about me." Wen Yu smiled lightly.

Someone knocked on the door, "Linlin, have you changed yet? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Wen Yu put his hand on the wall down.

"Here we come." Ji Lin responded.

The two changed their clothes and went out together.

Ji Lin walked in front, turned around and asked, "Why did you cut your hair?"

Wen Yu's face changed, and he said coldly: "I feel disgusted after being touched by someone."

Ji Lin didn't say anything, but felt a little pity.

Wen Yu suddenly asked: "Do you like me the way I was before, or the way I am now?"

Ji Lin said without hesitation: "I like them all."

After I finished speaking, I felt that this sentence was a bit of a pun.

Wen Yu looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and asked again: "What do you like? People or hairstyles?"

Ji Lin was inexplicably nervous, and didn't look at the road, and accidentally bumped into the stylist who was taking medicine.

The stylist was caught off guard by someone, and his hand shook. The bottle of vitamin B medicine in his hand fell to the ground, and the white pills were scattered all over the floor.

Ji Lin hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry."

Wen Yu was taken aback, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood there staring at the white pills scattered on the ground without blinking.

Wen Yu felt a chill all over his body instantly, his fingertips became icy cold, and he trembled uncontrollably.The scene he saw nine years ago flashed before his eyes like a movie replay, and Wen Yu felt that his breathing was a bit difficult, as if a foreign object was stuck in his throat.

Someone saw Wen Yu's expression was wrong, and asked with concern: "Teacher Jiang Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Yu was short of breath, his eyes were wide open, and he stared straight at the white pills on the ground. His brain seemed to have stopped thinking, and he couldn't move.

Ji Lin was bending over to pick up the pills, when he heard the sound and raised his head, he saw that Wen Yu's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Lin hurriedly stood up.

Xiang Nan was chatting with someone not far away. He looked up and saw the pills all over the floor. He was startled and ran over quickly.

"Don't look!" Xiang Nan rushed over to block Wen Yu, pulling him to turn around.

Wen Yu tremblingly supported the table beside him, his eyes were empty, his breathing became more and more rapid, cold sweat kept running down his cheeks, and wet his collar.

Everyone present was a little flustered.

Ji Lin didn't know the situation, and hurriedly said: "What's going on? What's wrong with him?"

Wen Yu closed his eyes in pain, gripping the table with his fingertips tightly, his panting sound was urgent and heavy, he was not very close to Ji Lin, but Ji Lin felt that the panting sound was echoing in his ears.

Xiang Nan supported Wen Yu, looking anxious, he didn't have time to explain, he just said, "I'm going to take him to the hospital."

"I'll go too." Ji Lin said.

On the way to send Wen Yu to the hospital, Wen Yu was still sweating incessantly, Ji Lin sat in the back seat and hugged him, his clothes were wet with his sweat.

Wen Yu's face was covered with sweat, and there were drops of water hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

Ji Lin guessed that it was probably tears.

Fortunately, the hospital was nearby, and Xiang Nan found the corresponding outpatient department with ease.After the doctor's consultation, he prescribed sedative medicine for Wen Yu, and Wen Yu fell asleep in the ward after taking it.

"Fuck..." Xiang Nan was still in shock, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat down on the seat in the corridor.

Ji Lin sat down beside him, "What's going on with Wen Yu?"

Xiang Nan took a deep breath, slowed down, and turned to him and asked, "You know PTSD, right? Post-traumatic stress disorder."

Ji Lin's eyes trembled slightly

"Brother Yu, he had this disease before, it was quite serious at that time, but he is much better now." Xiang Nan's tone was very calm, "He can't see the medicine in flakes, just like those pills that fell on the ground just now, White ones, round ones, especially ones like that scattered on the ground - he'd have trouble breathing and break out in a cold sweat."

Xiang Nan looked at his fingers and continued: "Actually, he has a lot of illnesses. He was still suffering from alcoholism a year ago, and I sent him to the hospital. Really... without me, this person doesn't know where to go." How many times have you wandered through the gate of hell?"

"Why? Why did he get this disease?"

Xiang Nan turned his head to look at Ji Lin.

For some reason, seeing Ji Lin's eyes, Xiang Nan's heart ached for no reason.

Xiang Nan didn't want to hide Wen Yu's unknown painful memory from Ji Lin.

"Brother Yu's father..." Xiang Nan's throat choked, and he spoke with difficulty, "He committed suicide by swallowing medicine when he was in high school."

Ji Lin was startled, and grabbed the armrest of the chair with his hand.

"Actually, he didn't commit suicide by swallowing medicine. He took a few sleeping pills and turned on the gas—" Xiang Nan paused, his eyes a little sore, "he died in front of Brother Yu. Brother Yu had just returned from school at that time. I saw his father lying in front of the sofa, sleeping pills scattered all over the floor. It must be because of this that he would have a shadow of the flake medicine, so he has never liked to go to the hospital, and he will probably have to wait a while after waking up. Noisy."

Xiang Nan was very calm when he said these words, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

About these, Cheng Yufeng told him, Wen Yu himself never mentioned it.

Ji Lin felt that something was pressing on his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

"Why?" Ji Lin's voice was hoarse, "Why did his father commit suicide?"

Xiang Nan shook his head: "I don't know, it seems to be because of depression, but I don't know the specific reason."

The two sat quietly in the corridor for a long time, Ji Lin's assistant called him several times, and at the last call, Ji Lin finally gave in and was ready to go back.

"I'm going back first, I'm a little busy." Ji Lin stood up, "Take good care of him."

As soon as the words fell, a weak voice came from the ward: "Ji Lin..."

"Ji Lin."

"Ji Lin."

"Ji Lin."

Wen Yu yelled several times shortly and hastily.

The author has something to say: The prototype of Ji Lin's perfume is YSL's reverse Paris, which is very sweet, greasy, and very girly, and it is a sweet girl after spraying it on.Silly boy spraying perfume 2333

感谢在2019-12-2420：24：23～2019-12-2619：26：56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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