Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

Classmate An, who finished the work, was refreshed and felt radiant all over.Yu Xin's little assistant secretly asked her: "Is this really okay?" Yu Xin wiped the smirk off her lips and explained in a low voice: "If the director team objected, they wouldn't make up so many more shots. Didn't you see it? Director Shi In essence, it encourages actors to create themselves. You see, Jinshan added so much to himself before, it’s okay. Didn’t he add it privately when he just exploded holding Wangjun? It hit the ground with a loud bang, I bet Wangjun’s head must be It smashed a big bag."

The little assistant nodded half-understanding: "I didn't expect the intrigue between male stars to be so serious..."

On the way back to the hotel after work, An Wangjun shrugged his shoulders with difficulty, and only after his nerves relaxed did he realize the dull pain in his back and head.Du Ruoheng saw that his face was uglier than that of Jin Shan who had been kicked, so he was still a little worried, and asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital to have a look.

An Wangjun shook his hand, and went back to get an ice pack and apply it.

The dutiful assistant thought for a while, and reminded: "It's not that I talk too much, you were indeed a little impulsive just now."

An Wangjun stopped and looked at Du Ruoheng: "If I were really impulsive, I would not kick his fat belly, but his crotch."

The nagging that the girl had already brought to her lips was shocked thousands of miles away: "You mean, he hugged you suddenly just now..."

An Wangjun closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, signaling her not to mention it any more.After thinking about it, she was still afraid that she would not be at ease, and slowly explained: "You look at it and think that the kick is heavy, and the force can't even leave a bruise, oh, but if he draws a wound like I did that day, then I can't help it. He The ugly face is just tired of taking so many big moves. To be honest, I still think I had a concussion when I smashed it." As he spoke, he suddenly jumped up, "Otherwise, we should go to the hospital now, and shoot A CT, and an MRI?"

Du Ruoheng: "...I think you were infected by Su Yang."

An Wang-jun: "Huh?"

Du Ruoheng: "You have become a little wolf with a tail."

……

When he returned to the hotel to take a shower, An Wangjun twisted his neck to look at his back in the mirror, his whole body was almost twisted into a twist.In fact, it doesn't matter whether he is injured or not, since Su Yang is not there anyway, it's fine for him not to know.

Thinking of this, An Wang-jun touched the heels of his legs. He still remembered that when he first joined the crew of "Xiaoyaoji", his back and thighs were all torn because of hooking Wia. Before he realized it at the time, Su Yang cursed and cursed Taking medicine and going to class, I read myself all night like the dean, angry at myself for not caring for my body, and even more angry at myself for not knowing that boys should pay attention to safety precautions.

The water from the shower was poured on the thin body, so white that it was almost transparent.The thin abdominal muscles that have been trained so hard for taking pictures of the pavilion master can no longer be seen after several tosses. If you breathe hard a little, the lines of your ribs will be dented instead.

Sure enough, if you're not around, a weak chicken like me will be bullied again...

The little pavilion master who had lost his martial arts tossed his hair, forcing himself not to think about Prince Su who was living outside, and sadly found that his head was even more dizzy.

The love between children really went wrong, he rubbed his temples, but he heard a knock on the door outside.

"Who?" he asked, but the man kept knocking on the door instead of making a sound.

An Wangjun became alert, "Who?" He asked again.

He was answered by a more forceful knock on the door.

An Wangjun fastened the belt of the bathrobe, took out a new umbrella and held it in his hand, and then opened the door.

Outside the door is Jinshan in suits and leather shoes.

He raised the script in his hand and smiled softly: "Come to ask you for advice."

"No need." An Wang-jun was about to close the door, but Jin Shan was already prepared, and squeezed her leg through the crack of the door and squeezed in!

An Wangjun didn't expect this person to be so shameless, he was about to hit him with his umbrella, but Jin Shan pinched his wrist against the wall!The umbrella lost its strength and slid down, knocking over the shelf on the entrance hall, and fell to the ground with a crash.

"Why do you not welcome me so much?" Jin Shan's hands gradually tightened, "Didn't you feel proud when you kicked me just now? Why is it that you look like a weak willow supporting the wind now... yo, you still dress like this, why, you know me You want to come to seduce me on purpose?"

An Wangjun was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and he didn't want to hear him fart: "Please get out."

Unexpectedly, Jin Shan nodded, and actually let him go—then he turned around and sat directly on the sofa, with Erlang's legs raised, and the toes of the shiny leather shoes bit by bit.

An Wangjun stood where he was: "I thought my attitude was clear enough."

"I thought my attitude was clear enough!" Jin Shan raised his tone suddenly, then softened again, putting on his usual mask and smiling tenderly, the quick change of mood made one think he had just escaped from a mental hospital.He said: "Which idler do you think only shoots you and that girl, but not Su Yang?"

It was only then that An Wang-jun came to his senses: "It's you?"

Jin Shan nodded: "That's right. At that time, I wanted to re-book the unsubscribed seat, but I didn't expect to be booked by a person named An after a while, and there were still three people. Oh, can I not go to such a good show?"

An Wangjun clenched his fists: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't be nervous, you can see that I only provided the reporter with the photo of you and that girl, and I don't mean any harm to you."

No malice? ?An Wangjun panted heavily, and tried his best to control himself not to hit people.

"Including today, even though my old waist... tsk, I was kicked hard enough by you, but I will not report you. Because..."

"It's so beautiful when you kick people in high spirits."

An Wangjun felt a convulsion in his stomach, and tried his best to suppress the urge to vomit.

Jin Shanfu stood up again, walked in front of An Wang-jun, at an almost offensive distance, and exhaled on An Wang-jun's face while speaking: "And I know, you are not afraid of the slander on the Internet and the flow of fans, you are the only one What I'm afraid of is that you will drag Su Yang down."

An Wangjun flew over with a punch, and was firmly caught by Jin Shan. He wrapped An Wangjun's fist in his hand, as if wrapping Wenxiang nephrite. "Don't be angry, actually I can understand you. The first time I saw you, I was thinking, if I were Su Yang, I would not let you go."

"Have you said enough?" An Wangjun wanted his voice to sound as stable as possible, but the trembling ending betrayed him.He frantically told himself in his heart not to panic and not to be afraid, this bastard just came here to scare him, he was sitting upright, it was useless for him to talk...

Jin Shan felt itchy when he saw him pretending to be strong, and blurted out: "So when did your brother Su Yang put you to sleep?"

An Wangjun stopped secretly hooking the umbrella.

Jin Shan smiled slightly, and continued to ask while the iron was hot: "Really? 15 years old? Or...[-] years old?"

An Wangjun felt his heart stopped beating, and after a while he squeezed out all his strength and said, "You don't want it, you're talking nonsense..."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? You know it best in your heart." Jin Shan took the time to straighten out her skirt, and seeing that the collar of An Wangjun's bathrobe was unraveled, she also reached out her hand to help him tidy it up, but was slapped by An Wangjun open.

"You don't touch me."

Jin Shan smiled and nodded: "It's really good, no wonder Su Yang likes it. I like it very much too."

An Wangjun couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't care who would pass by in the corridor outside the room, so he opened the door and pulled it wide open, "Please get out of here."

Jin Shan raised her eyebrows: "I came out of your room dressed like this, is it not a good influence?"

An Wangjun no longer had the energy to argue with him: "If you don't want to go away, I will go away."

"Hey, don't, it's not good for you to go out like this. I admit defeat, I'll go." Jin Shan actually walked out the door obediently. When passing by An Wangjun, she looked down at his collarbone and neck under the skirt of his clothes: "Don't tell me, you look so red."

……

An Wangjun directly picked up the shelf on the ground and threw it on his back, then kicked him out the door.

Jin Shan clutched her lower back, looked back at the heavily locked door, licked her lips and smiled viciously.It is definitely not possible to be tough now, he will not do things that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred.The most delicious thing is to pull out the claws of this little crab's bluff and watch him struggle and finally beg for mercy...

And that Crab Su, I now know his biggest trick, not to mention breaking his hands and feet, ruining his reputation is easy, now let's see, how to sing this play to the extreme...

He patted his buttocks, and his steps in the corridor were like walking on the flowery path of a girl's draft, so what about the Grand Slam actor?So what about little purple star?It turned out that Jin Shan's Jin was the one who made his debut at the C position after going around in big waves to pan for gold.

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When Su Yang called, An Wangjun was desperately washing the hand that Jin Shan had held in the bathroom.After washing, I smelled it carefully, and felt that his smell was still there.

As soon as An Wangjun made a sound, Su Yang realized something was wrong: "Baby, what's wrong?"

An Wangjun shook his head and realized that it was a call that Su Yang couldn't see, so he said: "It's okay, it's just a night of filming, and I'm a little tired."

"No, you have something to do. Turn on the video." In the studio lounge of "Unnatural Action", Su Yang held the mobile phone he was talking with An Wangjun in one hand, and took out his work mobile phone with the other hand to quickly send Lu Yu a text message.

When An Wangjun adjusted his expression and turned on the camera, Su Yang's brows had already drawn deep lines of Sichuan characters, "Did the surname Jin bully you again?"

"No." An Wangjun pulled out a heartless smile, "I beat him up on the set today, if you don't believe me, go ask senior sister!"

Su Yang thought that the girl would almost wear a pair of pants with you now, so I asked her what's the use.At this time, Lu Yu's text message came back, it said that An Wangjun kicked Jin Shan in the extra scene on the set.

"It's ok, don't wait three days, you really look at me with admiration!" Su Yang had mixed feelings, and even wanted to applaud.

An Wangjun looked at Su Yang on the screen, and suddenly felt a little sore in his heart.

Brother Su, who was about to hunt ghosts, hadn't been happy for a long time, but he accurately caught the ghost in An Wangjun's heart: "Then why... you look like you're about to cry?"

Familiar inquiries are like a small pebble thrown into the lake. The trivial things that you usually think you can bear, but just a word or a look from the person you care about can make the grievance infinitely magnified, and then the sadness will fade away. The river was overwhelmed and the sea was overwhelmed.

An Wangjun lowered his head, and Su Yang at the other end of the screen saw his shoulders trembling slightly, and gradually, there were crystal objects like broken beads, which blurred the camera.

Su Yang wanted to hug him into his arms and coax him well, but he was thousands of miles away, so he reached out and touched An Wangjun's head through the screen, as if he was still beside him, he said gently: "I'm here, Not sad, okay?"

As if he knew what he was doing, An Wang-jun stretched out his hand to caress the top of his head, as if he was holding something in his palm, and then pressed it to his heart.He smiled like a child, the smile on the cat's face was a bit funny, he sniffed his nose, pouted and muttered nasally: "I asked the marketing operation, and he said that you are not counted as the family member of the spokesperson. You can’t give [-]% off flowers.”

Seeing this, Su Yang slapped his thigh very cooperatively: "Then the full payment is fine, and it's not bad for your husband! But, if I'm not counted as the spokesperson's family, what am I?"

The little spokesperson lowered his eyes and whispered a word nervously.Su Yang didn't hear clearly, so let him say it aloud.

"I mean," An Wang-jun blushed, not daring to look directly at the screen, "if you get the certificate, you're a real family member!"

After speaking, his eyes became hot, and he was about to cry again.

Su Yang leaned closer to the screen, staring at his own child who was holding back tears all the time, his tone was soft like the spring breeze on the south bank of the March River, listening carefully, he could hear the symphony of vitality blooming peach blossoms: "Then it will take another three years to reach the statutory level. Age, I, an old leftover man, can't wait. I don't care, whether you have a certificate or not, the law is not legal, you will be on this thief boat! If you regret it, I will hold you and sink into the lake together, and we will be a couple in the next life Wild mandarin ducks that keep cutting and messing up!"

An Wangjun was completely amused by him, and then the tears blocked in his throat welled up, and he was choked to death.

Su Yang continued: "You should go back to our home now, where I also sent flowers."

"What?" An Wangjun was stunned by his sudden rap.

"I mean, I also put flowers in our house on Hushan Road, especially on our bed, it should be covered with flower petals."

An Wangjun thought about that scene, but in the end, his mind was filled with thoughts of the domineering president throwing a lot of money and asking the heroine to take a dry bath with petals in the big sexy bed. After a long time, he pursed his mouth and asked, "Why did you send so many flowers? I'm jealous." It can't be like this... what a waste..."

Not realizing it yet, Su Yang sighed in his heart, wishing he could get into the screen and pry open his little head, to see if there was any trace of love left in it.

"My little fool, look, what day is it today?" Su Yang was about to cry.

An Wang-jun quickly flipped through the calendar on his phone, his eyes widened in surprise, as expected he was confused, today is Qixi Festival!

A word suddenly appeared in his frozen mind——

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams.

If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be there, day and night.

Su Yang watched An Wangjun turn off the video after checking his phone, and couldn't help wondering whether he had said the wrong thing again.He felt like a young and bald programmer, scratching his head and scratching his head at the black screen of the computer every day, wondering "Where did I go wrong?"

Just when he was thinking about whether to make another call to reflect, a photo suddenly came from WeChat.The moment Su Yang saw Xiaotu, he felt a surge of heat in his nasal cavity——

His little gentleman moved all the roses he sent to the bed, and those who could pick the petals, piled them up at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed if it was too late.Su Yang saw that in the sea of ​​colorful flowers, there was a slender boy wrapped in a white cloth kneeling timidly, biting his lips and drooping his eyes, like a sacrificial offering, both holy and alluring.

An Wangjun's earlobe was so red that he was about to bleed, he held up his phone and took a photo of himself in Huahaili.

Only then did Su Yang see that under his slightly sideways slender neck, at the position of the collarbone, there was a delicate rose petal, half exposed, half covered by the skirt of the bathrobe, like a young vampire embraced for the first time The ambiguous mark that is hard to hide after.

Su Yang held back for three seconds, and then couldn't hold it back—the nosebleed was like a burst water pipe—soaring across the screen.

The author has something to say:

In fact, the first half of the paragraph was written quite badly, and the latter part may be even worse... Just think of it as accumulating hatred points, and you can skip it if you don't like it... [Whispering BB is alluding to the recent workplace harassment] [Both girls and boys must protect themselves and have the courage to say no]

Then I quickly sprinkled some sugar~o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

There is still half a month to the end of the summer vacation, and I don’t know if I can finish writing【Wang Tian】