Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

When An Wangjun finished the script, it was already evening.Su Yang touched his cold hand, and refused to let him look for the original "Pen Knife Record" again, and kept chattering next to his ear, since the plaid shirt Le Xingzhi is wearing today is the ugliest shirt he has ever seen , Until recently, tax evasion was exposed in a certain front line, etc., from firewood, rice, oil and salt to the national legal system, I am afraid that Mr. An Wang will be immersed in the sad story and cannot extricate himself.

In the end, An Wang-jun had to comfort him in turn. It's not like he hasn't seen similar spy war movies, so it's really not a big deal.

Seeing his pale face, Su Yang really didn't believe it at all.

Sure enough——that night, An Wangjun had a nightmare, and when Su Yang dragged him out of the dream of the broken arm, An Wangjun's throat hurt like smoke.In the dream, he was the Xie Lingzhou who had to raise a gun at his relatives for the fleeing people, but the one he pointed the gun at was not his sister Xu Wu, but his brother Su Yang.

Su Yang had long guessed that An Wangjun would be affected by the story. He still vividly remembered the scene in "Seven Mile Alley" where he couldn't make a play, and when he thought of it, he felt chills in his heart.The current An Wang-jun is just having a nightmare, if he really plays it, he doesn't know how he will be tortured.

An Wangjun was held in Su Yang's arms without stopping, and he felt that he was really still in the world through the warmth of Su Yang's body. He was not forced to mutilate his relatives, nor was he separated from the most important person.

However, Xie Lingzhou really pulled the trigger on his sister who he loves deeply but dare not love.In the world at that time, there were countless Xu Wu who sacrificed for the country, and countless Xie Lingzhou who struggled in hell for the light in their hearts.

The next day, Su Yang had an advertisement material to shoot, but he was really worried about Mr. Anwang.It wasn't until Le Xingzhi brought Wuming's gang to kidnap him that Su Yang bounced around and walked out. He didn't forget to grab the door frame and tell An Wangjun to have a good rest today, don't read scripts, don't read novels.

An Wangjun did listen to Su Yang carefully, turned on the TV, watched the news broadcast, and felt the great Chinese dream of prosperity, national rejuvenation, and people's happiness today, and covered up the painful memories of 80 years ago.After watching it, I went to catch up with "Xiaoyao Ji" that I didn't have time to make up before, carefully studied the gap between myself and my brother's acting skills on the screen, and studied hard.

In "Xiaoyaoji", the complementary double lines of Li Churan and Linghu Yuan make the story unfold very excitingly. The little prince looks useless, but in fact he is planning a strategy. Mr. An Wang once joked with Yan Qitong that this is the true actor of Su actor. Now look at it Come on, isn't that what it is.The smoky and lively little prince has attracted a large number of fans to Su Yang, and the black fans who always dissed him before are also slapped themselves, crying that the little prince is so beautiful.And Linghu Yuan, played by An Wangjun himself, has gained high popularity again because of the high fashion value and contrasting cute character design. With a beautiful face that is inviolable and inviolable, she is a world that likes to beat people at every turn. First, there was nothing he could do about the little prince's slick tongue.The two fought side by side, and the great harmony between the height of the temple and the distance of the rivers and lakes was extremely pleasing to the eye.The audience is crying, such a couple made in heaven, please get married immediately.

In the play, Linghu Yuan is naturally worthy of Li Churan, and the little prince is definitely worthy of the young pavilion master, but in reality, Su Yang is still the Lingxiu prince with the heart of a child, while I, Mr. Anwang, am just a The immature waste psychopath who still cries and begs for comfort after having nightmares.

He turned on the phone, and on the screen was the [Duan Su'an] Big Triangle dog blood sadomasochism video that Le Xingzhi had shown them as a joke before. From the gap between the red and white parties fighting for CP, An Wangjun really felt that , a tall and reliable person like Duan Chao is the one who is more compatible with his brother...

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At the scene of advertising material shooting, Su Yang felt that his feet were fine, but the sponsor's father, the advertiser, was facing a formidable enemy. He wailed and asked him to be careful whenever he moved, which made Su Yang feel like he was in the Gongdou drama. Like a concubine who is pregnant with Liujia.After finally waiting for a break between filming, he took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to the left-behind child when he saw [Meet Mr. Anwang at the Airport] on the trending search.

"Why are you at the airport?" An Wangjun asked anxiously as soon as he got through to Su Yang's call.An Wangjun looked at the fans surrounding him like a mountain, and the long-guns and short cannons in their hands, turned sideways, covered his mouth with his hands and replied in a low voice: "I'm going to Shanghai."

Su Yang realized in an instant: "Do you want to go to the "Pen Knife Record" crew to audition?"

An Wang-jun smiled imperceptibly: "Well, let's try it."

Su Yang jumped up from the chair in the studio in an instant: "No, you come back!"

An Wangjun glanced at the big screen at the airport, "I'm going to board the plane soon. If everything goes well, I should be able to come back tonight."

"What tonight, come back to me now! I won't let you go!" Su Yang couldn't control his voice at all, the curious eyes cast by the staff in the studio made Le Xingzhi's scalp tingle, and he hurried over to take Su Yang pulled to a remote corner.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. Su Yang knew that he had been tough just now, and he quickly coaxed in a low voice after being annoyed: "This script is too cruel, you really can't bear it, come back, be good..."

An Wangjun felt a sore heart, looked at the people around, forced himself up and said nonchalantly: "You won't let me try, how do you know I can't do it?"

Su Yang was really in a hurry: "Hey, don't be self-willed...can you go home first?"

An electronic voice reminding to board the plane came from the other end of the phone, An Wangjun took a deep breath, "Don't talk about it, I'm going to get on the plane, so that's it, you go back to rest after filming, and wait for my good news."

What good news, it is simply devastating news!Just as Su Yang was about to persuade him again, he was hung up on the phone.Call back and it's turned off.

"Bang!——" The entire studio staff was surprised to see Su Actor, who was still in the spring breeze in the morning, slamming the wall with ice on his face.

Oh my god, does it hurt... the little girls thought worriedly.

An Wangjun got on the plane as scheduled, and the fellow passengers were surprised to find that this low-key boy was the little pavilion master who was very popular on TV recently, thinking that big stars were always surrounded by assistant bodyguards when they traveled, why did this guy carry The bag came out?

Sensing the eyes of visiting passengers around him, An Wang-jun pulled his mask tighter.From his schoolbag, he took out the original "Pen Knife Record" that he bought at the bookstore on the way to the airport.

The author Yan Zhan is a leading figure in modern war novels. His pen is as sharp as a knife, and he outlines the deep-rooted national hatred and family hatred; and the love and family affection interspersed with conspiracy and corpses are even more moving in just a few strokes.The original book is not long, and can be read in two hours. The conflicts in the story are more intense, and the full text is gloomy and sad, just like the old Shanghai shrouded in the dark clouds of war 80 years ago, no matter how difficult it is to see light and hope.

There is also a detailed description of Unit 731 and the Shanghai Secret Service Headquarters. Between the lines, every inch of rivers and mountains is full of blood.

At that time, Xie Lingzhou was only 22 years old, and Xu Wu was only 25 years old at that time. There were still many martyrs who died at that time, and they were not even 18 years old.

The moment he closed the book, An Wangjun took a deep breath, feeling that the stagnant blood in his body finally flowed slowly again.He thought, he must bring Xie Lingzhou back to life and see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland today.

When Mr. An Wang went to the Shanghai Republic of China Film and Television City, he found the crew of "Pen Dao Lu" who were filming.Director Shi Tang had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as An Wangjun appeared, he was pulled over to fix his makeup.The director told her that the heroine, Yu Xin, is also getting ready next door, and you guys took the makeup photo today.

An Wang-jun was very surprised: "Wait, don't you need to audition?"

Shi Tang took a deep look at him and sighed, "Mr. Yan very much agrees with your acting, and when I saw you standing at the gate of the Peace Hotel, frowning and waiting for me, I knew Lingzhou must have you."

An Wangjun was taken aback for a moment, and seeing Shang Shitang's gratifying and encouraging eyes, he slowly stood up and bowed deeply to the old director with a gray beard.

Yu Xin over there is also ready, and the teams are ready.

Although it was already midsummer, An Wang-jun wrapped the long white scarf around his neck tightly, brushed the dust off the cotton gown, held the book tightly in his hand, and walked towards Yu Xin who was wearing a long indigo dress.

At that time, you were a gentle middle school girl, and I was the noble young master of the Xie family.

Later, you were the oiran of Yan Xing Meishi, and I was the traitor accused by thousands of people.

The young vows under the wisteria trellis were scorched to curl and wither in the torrent of the times, leaving only the cold muzzles aiming at each other.Listening to his heavy heartbeat, An Wangjun thought, so many years ago, when the Xie Lingzhous who really endured humiliation faced the accusations from their relatives, their hearts would only hurt more?

Yu Xin took a step forward, and pressed the muzzle of the black gun directly to An Wangjun's chest. In order to get a better feeling, she said the lines in the play with red eyes: "Do you still think I am your sister? "

An Wangjun smiled wryly, and answered the next sentence: "You are not my sister in the first place."

Tears kept falling from Yu Xin's eyes, she bit her lips fiercely, and said "yes" three times: "It really is the young master of the Xie family, I, Xu Wu, can't afford it! Who wants to be your sister... Who wants to be a traitor's sister!" Said and pressed the trigger——

The makeup photos were taken very successfully, and the scene where the two randomly slammed in the middle amazed everyone present. Shi Tang was very excited and repeatedly praised that he did not find the wrong person.

Yu Xin's mood hadn't recovered yet, she dropped the pistol and still couldn't stop sobbing, the assistant hurried over and handed her a tissue to touch up her makeup.An Wangjun silently went to pick up the gun and returned it to the props team.Yu Xin blinked her red eyes and greeted with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm going to fight with swords and guns when I first meet you. I'm also a fan of the little pavilion master," she said, holding a beautiful and standard Xiaoyao The first form of swordsmanship, "The chief female disciple under Xiaoyao Pavilion is also~"

An Wangjun watched her laughing and joking while sniffing her nose, and the heavy melancholy that had been stuck in her heart gradually dissipated a little.Yu Xin is a Yujie-type actor who has emerged in the past two years. Because of her role as a sassy heroine in "Red Lore", she has become the leader of Ji Quan, and the image of Xiaoyujie has become popular.Now, he agreed to play Xu Wu before the male lead was decided. To be honest, Mr. An Wang admires this sense of responsibility and compassion.

Yu Xin saw that An Wangjun still hadn't calmed down, so she pretended to be heroic and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be sad because of my lines just now? Don't worry, we Xiaojun is such a cute boy, if I don't be a sister, I won't be." "Sister," she exaggeratedly lifted the chin of the assistant next to her, and asked slowly and wildly with her phoenix eyes squinting tears: "What does the end of a family relationship mean?"

The little assistant who knew the plot was very cooperative, and replied shyly with blinking eyes: "Yes, it's the beginning of a relationship~"

An Wangjun was amused by this pair of live treasures, and just wanted to thank them, but as if he was hit by something, he froze in place, his face turned pale.

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An Wangjun didn't know how he came back, he was like stepping on cotton along the way, drifting in the clouds and mist, from the film crew to the high-speed rail station, from Shanghai to the imperial capital, and then to his home in the east of the city, he thought of The swing set when I was a child, the stationery store on the street, the test papers that were occasionally smashed in elementary school, the questions for the college entrance examination, the Eight-Party Talks, the Dongfeng Militia Baiyang missile, how many years will it take for a person to completely rot after death, the wind is a bit cold tonight , I don't know if Su Yang's foot injury is better.

It was already late at night, he stood in front of the house, took out the key card, but felt a little timid about his hometown.He vaguely thought that maybe there might be an explanation for the boredom and unreasonable fear in his heart recently, or there might be no reason to explain it.

In any case, the only thing he was sure of was that once the door was opened, some things could no longer be pretended to be peaceful.

An Wangjun stood at the door like a tree stump for 10 minutes, until the whole person was almost blown into a popsicle by the sufficient air-conditioning at the entrance of the corridor, and finally he stiffly pushed the key card close to the door lock, only to hear a "click"——

The door opened from the inside, and Le Xingzhi looked at him in surprise.

"My little ancestor, you are back!" Le Xingzhi, with a flushed face, almost cried the moment he saw An Wangjun.

"What, what's going on?" An Wang-jun was a little dazed. When he walked into the house, he was greeted by a strong smell of alcohol. Su Yang leaned on the sofa, drunk and stupefied. Jun's voice, struggling to get up, after confirming that the wayward young master came back safely, remembering that he was still full of anger, he gave him a vicious look, and shrunk back into the sofa limply.

One head of Le Xingzhi is as big as two heads: "He knew that you sneaked off to Shanghai in the morning, and he was so angry that he wanted to go to Shanghai to drag you back. I said, Xiaojun, you are really too. After getting on the plane, turn off the phone, and you should go back to the plane after getting off the plane." Call! If we hadn't been able to contact Director Shi Tang to make sure you are safe, I am afraid that this half-cripple could really run across most of China, so you can find you!"

In the morning, I was really impulsive, so I rushed to the audition after struggling for breath. Now that I think about what I said to Su Yang at the airport, I am afraid that I will die of anger if I put it on myself. "But why is he so drunk..."

Le Xingzhi himself was too drunk: "In the evening, advertisers are entertaining, there are also some fashion groups, a group of alcoholic bastards who are so desperate to get together... Originally, Su Yang didn't need to drink, and no one dared to drink him. But tonight One bottle after another like a lifeless one, if I help him stop a little, he can drink directly into the hospital tonight!"

An Wangjun looked at Su Yang who was curled up on the sofa in disbelief, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it... is it because of my affairs during the day?"

"Otherwise? Who else could Su Yang lose his composure for?" Le Xingzhi smiled wryly, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "The authorities are obsessed, I've seen it."

"What?" Mr. An Wang didn't hear clearly.

Le Xingzhi sighed, "It's nothing. I just sent him home and asked him to take a bath and change his clothes. He didn't do anything, as if the gods came to kill the gods, and the Buddha came to destroy the Buddha. My head hurts too much. Now that you are back , Su Yang will leave it to you. I want to go home and vomit..."

"It's so late, it's not safe for you to go home..." An Wangjun was about to stop him, but Le Xingzhi waved his hand, "The assistant is waiting for me in the garage below, he sent us back, I asked him to take me home , It’s okay. You created the mess here, and you are responsible for cleaning it up. I’m leaving.” As he spoke, Anwang Jun couldn’t help but staggered out the door and left. Three seconds later, Anwang Jun heard his horrific vomiting again Voice.

The lively room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the turbulent smell of alcohol, and a turbulent wave was vaguely brewing.

Su Yang was lying on the sofa, his heartburn was so hot that it seemed to be on fire, his head seemed to be roasted on a fire with a bamboo stick on it, salt was sprinkled on it while roasting, and there were several jars of old vinegar in his heart Bubbling and bubbling, it makes people want to cry.

But Su Yang definitely won't cry, what is it like to cry in front of a little kid, and the little kid will be even more disobedient.

What should I do if he is disobedient?

Su Yang thought of this, and his head hurt so much that he groaned.

An Wangjun just came back to his senses, rushed forward, helped Su Yang up first, and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt to let him breathe, unexpectedly, Su Yang grabbed his hand, and his red eyes slammed fiercely. Staring at him, he held back for a long time before choking out a harsh sentence: "...you know how to come back!" However, he really didn't have the strength to yell at him loudly, saying that scolding was more like blame, with a trace of grievance that could not be detected.

An Wangjun knew that he was wrong, so he gently pushed Su Yang's hand away, and wanted to take him to the bathroom first, but he didn't expect that the drunk man was so strong. An Wangjun didn't pull Su Yang, but Su Yang beat him hard Pull, the whole person fell on the sofa, and in the next second, Su Yang turned over and hugged him tightly.

Su Yang buried himself on his shoulder, repeating like a child complaining: "You are disobedient...you are disobedient..."

An Wangjun quietly let Su Yang hug him, motionless, his shoulders were damp from the hot air, and the chandelier on the ceiling was blindingly dazzling, An Wangjun realized that his eyes were full of tears.

But why do I have to be obedient?He thought, and then tears flowed down unstoppably, like scorched water in a glacier, clear and fragile.

"I won't be obedient anymore, can't I?" He heard himself asking, "Why do I have to listen to you...Who are you to me..." The more he spoke, the smaller his voice was, leaving only the choking in his throat. At a loss, "Why should I... Why should I..."

Su Yang, who had been burnt unconscious by the alcohol, could only hear the first half of An Wangjun's words clearly. The volcano that had been stuck in his heart for a day had already reached a critical point. He stood up and grabbed An Wangjun's shoulders tightly. Regardless of the smell of alcohol in his mouth, he sprayed directly on An Wangjun's face, almost nose to nose, and threatened in a panic: "If you don't obey me, you won't be my brother!"

"I'm not at all!" An Wangjun replied with a smoky voice, as if all the strength in his body was drained in an instant, he repeated in despair: "You are not my brother at all... ..."

Su Yang, who was threatening people just now, was stunned for a moment. He was like a crab that just opened his teeth and claws. He was forcibly stripped of his bluffing armor, revealing only the pale and fragile soft flesh inside.With a trembling voice, he questioned, "If I'm not your brother... then what am I..."

That was the first time An Wangjun saw Su Yang who was so flustered since he was a child.

Su Yang before has always been confident, optimistic, and occasionally has some stinky farts and arrogance that make people laugh. It feels like even if the sky falls, he can still do a Thomas backflip and a one-handed lift. You have to be cheap, and make fun of this tofu dregs, how did God pass the acceptance inspection.

How could he think that it is like this now, other people's sky did not fall, but his own sky fell first, and he was caught off guard and his head was bloody.

"You talk, you answer me!" Seeing that An Wangjun has not spoken, Su Yang completely panicked, and pressed him firmly on the sofa, as if he could see clearly through An Wangjun's eyes at such a close distance Deep inside of him.

An Wang-jun laughed at himself, what is deep in my heart is probably those unbearable thoughts.Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and kissed her in despair——

Su Yang, who was on the verge of collapse, was completely stunned at this moment, and the cold touch on his lips clearly reminded him of what was going on.How things would suddenly develop like this, he couldn't figure it out at all, and his head couldn't allow him to think about it tonight, he only knew that when he came back to his consciousness, he had already hugged An Wang-jun tightly, turned his back on the guest, and ruthlessly kiss hard.

Maybe it's the bewitching of alcohol, maybe it's the punishment of quarreling, maybe it's other reasons that he didn't have time to think about, or maybe it's the deepest truth that he dare not admit. He held his younger brother who had been spoiled for 18 years on the tip of his heart, pressed on the sofa, and kissed him forcefully.

It was as if all the ambiguous emotions that had been suppressed in the past erupted at this moment, destroying everything, tearing away all the whitewashed peace and harmony, revealing the unspeakable and despicable evil thoughts inside.

Su Yang felt that his whole body was almost roasted by the roaring volcano in his heart, and the person in his arms was soft and cold. He was a person lost in the desert, and a clear oasis appeared in front of him. He eagerly tasted this There is a lot of rain, but it is far from enough, far from enough.

He was really thirsty, hot, and scared...

When Su Yang completely took the initiative, An Wangjun finally realized that something was going wrong, but he didn't have the energy to escape at all.The tip of Su Yang's tongue was like that kind of kiss scene teaching, he steadfastly drilled in to attack the city, wrapped in a strong smell of alcohol, within a few breaths, An Wangjun was so drunk that he became dizzy and his limbs became weak.But Su Yang didn't intend to let him go at all. After his cold lips were bitten until they turned red and hot, he tossed and grinded his cheeks, chin, and neck, and even bit Anwang-Jun's slender clavicle.At the same time, he kneaded his hands harder. It was different from the night when An Wang-jun was numb when he touched the water in the tent. Tonight is a violent storm, and everywhere he goes is hot and numb. The pain felt like he was about to be rubbed into Su Yang's body, and they couldn't be separated anymore.

The hem of Anwang-jun's jacket was rolled up during the struggle just now. Su Yang touched his cold and slender waist with one hand, and gently stroked Anwang-jun's cheek with the other hand like touching a piece of fragile jade. He whispered: "What should I do with you..."

There is no need to do anything, Mr. Anwang thought in confusion, when will I become your problem?I want to be nice to you, better than you are to me... Thinking of this, Mr. An Wang closed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and wrapped his arms around Su Yang's neck softly.

Obedience, even encouragement.

Su Yang leaned down, gently kissed An Wangjun's bright red lips, and walked up, "Clatter——" was the sound of shirt buttons falling to the ground...

The night is as cool as water, and the love is as deep as the sea.

The author has something to say:

The last paragraph where I went to him for a meow is really hard to write... I'm about to die suddenly...

The outline of the changes and changes is changed to come out of this thing...

I, a grass that can't drive, hold it until three o'clock in the morning, so be it [self-defeating]

This is not a car, after all, this is a night without lubricant and Durex [I'm going] and what can two first-timers do? 【I'll roll again...】

In short, it is very tragic!Um!Pretty straightforward!If they don't take strong medicine, they will be Plato for the rest of their lives!