Love in the entertainment industry does not need to be hidden

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Bao received a message from Wen Rongxi saying that he was home, and Qin Bao replied a message telling him to take a good rest and remove his makeup.

Wen Rongxi put his handsome face against the camera playfully, and took a photo, licking his upper lip, frowning, light and shadow interlaced between his well-defined eyebrows.

"..." Qin Bao bent down to pick up the phone.

Zhang Bin touched his mobile phone first, and scanned the photo. His face was as if nothing had happened, and his eyes seemed to be clear.

Qin Bao was speechless.

Is this the old man who was beaten by the crowd yesterday?Qin Bao couldn't help but took another look.Why is the man he likes so handsome?

On Weibo, a second-tier student announced his love affair, which quickly grabbed the headlines. The second and third places were Gou Jingguang and Feng Jiang Xiao, who were taking pictures on the street during foreign fashion weeks.

Qin Bao brushed for a while tediously, the company colleagues finished their work, and went back in the same company car.

In the car, Qin Bao continued to open the web browsing record to see the gossip posts of Wen Yangpeng’s father-in-law. The current mistress of Liu’s parents is a supermodel, her fame and status are in full swing. In the photo, one has a back comb and gray hair. A man with a long braided beard on his chin, a beauty with a waist like a water snake in a black dress.

Everyone is a supermodel, Qin Bao has to admit that the figure of this supermodel is much better than that of Lu Hanwen, with a front |

Someone below broke the news that this is all old material. The two had broken up at the beginning of the year. The supermodel gave Wen Yangpeng a green hat with a tornado while walking. Intimate photos.

Qin Bao looked puzzled.

"Brother Qin."

At first, Qin Bao didn't realize he was calling himself, until Zhou Xi poked him with his elbow.

"Ah." Qin Bao put away his mobile phone and looked at the artist who came to the event together today. He had never worked with him before and only joined the company this year. Qin Bao couldn't remember the name for a while.

"Zhang, my surname is Zhang." The other party smiled attentively and handed over his hand.

Qin Bao shook hands with him, still at a loss.

"I heard that Wen Rongxi heard that the film emperor is Brother Qin's teacher, or did he become acquainted because of acting? I don't know if I can ask Brother Qin to build a bridge..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Zhou Xi interrupted blankly from the side: "This is not very convenient."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and quickly apologized, saying that he just entered the industry and didn't understand the rules, so Qin Bao must not care about it and not be angry.

Qin Bao didn't care, and he talked to Zhou Xi when he went back. In the future, he should be a little more artistic in his refusal, and his attitude should not be too blunt. We are all colleagues.

Zhou Xihehehe said he knew.He secretly decided to follow Lou Fei's instructions in the future.

On the way home from work, Qin Bao checked the post bar and the news, and finally sorted out the gossip he had read all day.Back then, Wen Yangpeng's father was sent in by Wen Rongxi. Most of the Wen family and Wen Rongxi's father's generation were sent in because of economic crimes, and some even their sons were not spared.

Only two people were not involved too much.

One is Uncle Wen Rongxi's son, Wen Yangpeng, and the other is Wen Rongxi's own half-brother.

Qin Bao remembered that Wen Rongxi's niece visited the set, and that niece was his elder brother's daughter.Wen Yangpeng recently appeared on the gossip news. He opened a brokerage company and registered it in August last year. Less than a month after registration, his marriage status changed from engaged to married.

Going forward, after the entire Wen family collapsed, Wen Yangpeng's business was not going well, and it seemed like a joke in the capital. It was only when he captured his wife's heart that the situation began to reverse.

Just as he was about to get home, Qin Bao suddenly came across an "old news" that Wei Yiwei signed a contract with Wen Yangpeng's film and television company.

Wen Rongxi arrived home earlier than Qin Bao, and Qin Bao could smell the stewed soup as soon as he entered the door.His indescribable sense of happiness made him grateful for the world.

Wen Rongxi stretched out his head from the kitchen, waved a kitchen knife and greeted Qin Bao.

Potato curry is simmering in the pot, the rich salty aroma of curry and the fresh smell of winter melon pork rib soup are intertwined.

Wen Rongxi was wearing a black shirt and an apron, cutting carrots.Qin Bao couldn't help swallowing when he saw the line of his waist and hips under the close-fitting wrapping of his shirt and trousers.

Swallow too loudly.Wen Rongxi obviously heard it, turned his head with a smile and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Qin Bao walked over and hugged Wen Rongxi's waist from behind.

"Wait another 10 minutes and watch TV."

Qin Bao didn't move.

So in 10 minutes, wherever Wen Rongxi went, Qin Bao would hang behind him like a monkey, and follow him. Wen Rongxi thought it was funny, so he had to slow down to avoid stepping on Qin Bao's instep .

Wen Rongxi cleaned up after dinner.

Qin Bao was so paralyzed on the sofa that he couldn't move, his head protruded from one end of the armrest of the sofa just enough to watch Wen Rongxi walking around with his eyes.

It was still dusk.

The afterglow of the golden-red sunset gently covered the air and the floor tiles, and the brilliance flowed, and the sky darkened little by little.

The dishwasher started to work, Wen Rongxi lowered his head slightly, sprayed the dense foam of hand sanitizer on his hands, washed his hands clean, took off his apron, and walked over.

Qin Bao was still looking at him until Wen Rongxi walked in front of him.

Wen Rongxi's ears were reddish, and he asked him: "So pretty?" The light was reddish with the last ray of sunshine of the day, and the half-bright sky, Wen Rongxi's stitches on the brows and the bridge of his nose The bruises were not too obvious. He lowered his body and gently pushed Qin Bao's forehead with his forehead. The warm breath made Qin Bao's eyes ooze with fascination, and Qin Bao stretched out his hand to hug his neck.

"I love you."

The sudden confession, no matter how many times he heard it, still made Wen Rongxi curl up carefully the softest part of his heart, which thought he was invincible.

He leaned against Qin Bao's forehead, touched Qin Bao's nose with the bridge of his nose affectionately, touched his chest and waist with one hand, and then hugged Qin Bao horizontally with his arms.

"Next time, eat less for dinner, and if you sink, I won't be able to hold you." Wen Rongxi said while kissing Qin Bao's mouth.

"Then you should do less."

Wen Rongxi laughed lowly: "In order to do more, let you eat more. We can exercise more so that we won't gain weight. As a dedicated artist, it is very important to keep in shape."

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The day before Valentine's Day, Qin Bao went to the company to talk to Wu Bing about the book, and her boyfriend also came.Mr. Johnny Leng was wearing a hoodie with a bear's head printed on it in white dye, looking even more bearish.

Wu Bing's fair skin was quite haggard, as if he hadn't had a good rest, and his dark circles were so thick that makeup couldn't cover them.

After finishing Johnny's part, he put on a dark blue wire cap with a fur ball on it, drooping listlessly.

When Johnny Leng went out, Wu Bing collapsed on the table, raised two dark circles from his arms to look at Qin Bao.

"Sister Fei must be avenging her personal revenge. She has too much work. Didn't I just not take the initiative to confess my relationship? It's not what I wanted to be photographed!"

"Didn't you say that the more you work, the happier you are? At least you can make money."

"There's a fart, I'm still in contract now, you think I'm all like you... As soon as I join the company, I will have the most favorable contract, and my brother is still the big boss behind, why don't you trade with me." Wu Bing gritted his teeth. Complaining without jealousy, I reach for the mini mirror and concealer to dab on my dark circles.

"Let's record the show tonight."

Seeing his high-spirited appearance, Wu Bing wanted to pinch his neck, but he didn't dare.

There is a script for the recording of the program. If the effect is not achieved, it can be repeated. The audience is also very cooperative. They enter the stage early under the arrangement of the program group. Some places have been passed several times, and the audience will applaud several times.

This is a variety show specially prepared for Valentine's Day. There are many links that test the tacit understanding between male and female guests. What Qin Bao didn't expect was that Leng Qiangni's understanding of Wu Bing is far worse than Wu Bing's understanding of him.

In the past, Qin Bao and Wu Bing played pranks on each other on the set. When Wu Bing had nothing to do, his favorite hobby was to scan various gifts for Johnny Leng on the Internet, ranging from winter down jackets to key chains. Every detail is precious.

Halfway through the recording, the director asked for a break, and the artistes came down to touch up their makeup. Qin Bao went out to answer the phone. He didn't want Wen Rongxi to come later for fear of being photographed. Wen Rongxi didn't take it seriously , Said he was driving someone else's car.

Going back and passing by the tea room, the voice of the people inside could be faintly heard. Qin Bao couldn't help but pause when he heard Wu Bing's name.

"Isn't it just a good-looking face? Fengjiang's small contract expires, and Fengyu's next first sister is probably going to praise her."

"Whether you can support her or not is still a problem, so early in the relationship..."

"Actresses don't rely on godfathers. Now that they're in a relationship, it's hard to find a godfather. Didn't Fengjiang Xiao have a financial back then? Finding the right one is a serious matter." The woman lowered her voice, " Do you know Pei Jia? There is really no one who is more open-minded than him. Four years ago, he was sitting on the bench in our station, and no one took any notice. Last week, he came to record a show, and the station director went to pick him up in person."

"Then you can't be envious. Xi Rongjiang is a great Buddha, but it's a pity that your gender is wrong."

"How can I say that? Maybe he's not jealous of men and women? If I have a chance..."

Several young women laughed and teased each other.

As soon as the door of the tea room opened, the woman with short brown hair still tucked her hand in her neck and was about to brush her hair when she was frightened by the person at the door. She patted her chest and took a step back tremblingly.

"Teacher Qin." Another long-haired man with noodles in clear soup reacted first and winked at his colleague.

"Ms. Qin, Mr. Qin, are you here to fetch water?"

Qin Bao raised his cell phone: "Come out and make a call, let's go first, you guys continue."

Qin Bao walked forward, and the women behind were as quiet as chickens, but he didn't look back.

If it were two years ago, he would have felt complicated in such a scene, but now that he sees many ghosts behind people in person, it is not too strange.

In the studio, Wu Bing had just finished his makeup, his face was flushed with a seductive blush, and he was beating Johnny Leng. Qin Bao couldn't hear what they were talking about because of the distance. Looking at Johnny Leng's awkward expression, Wu Bing probably Blaming him for not understanding enough.

After 10 minutes, start the second half of the recording.

Qin Bao cooperated well with his partner, which surprised him a little.

Sitting in Wen Rongxi's car, the window of the car next to him was rolled down. Qin Bao saw Wu Bing. She was sitting in a second-hand car that cost less than 10 yuan. He waved goodbye.

The car drives away.

Wen Rongxi turned the car around, drove towards the ground, and asked Qin Bao to eat the small glutinous rice balls he brought first. It was in a thermos cup, and when the lid was lifted, the whole car was filled with the refreshing smell of sweet-scented osmanthus and molasses.

"You made it?" A sip of sweet soup instantly dispelled the coldness of the night, he squeezed the small spoon, and glanced at Wen Rongxi's handsome side face.

The dim yellow light of the street lamp quickly slid across Wen Rongxi's face, like throwing a perfect statue into the water, and the water wave gently and cruelly illuminated the statue.

"Takeaway, is it delicious?"

"Delicious, is this store far from our home?"

Hearing the words "our family", Wen Rongxi smiled imperceptibly.

"It's not far away. I'll take you to eat in the evening. I know the boss well."

Qin Bao joked: "Senior is a glutton, you know most of the delicious places in the capital, the boss."

It was freezing cold at the door of the house, Wen Rongxi opened the door, put one hand on Qin Bao's shoulder, before turning on the light, he lowered his head to kiss him, when his hand touched the wall, he heard Qin Bao's clear youthful voice Saying, "Don't turn on the light."

Uncharacteristically, Qin Bao took the initiative, grabbed one of his hands, pinched his collar with the other hand, leaned forward to taste first and then deep, as if his tongue was playing hide-and-seek with him.

Whenever Wen Rongxi wanted to catch him, Qin Bao would quickly shut his mouth, but when Wen Rongxi thought he was going to give him a quick bite, Qin Bao stuck out his tongue.

Wen Rongxi fought repeatedly and failed repeatedly, and was warmed up by Qin Bao. He touched his extremely curved waistline and buttocks while kissing him. The feeling made Wen Rongxi feel the numbness caused by the electric light rolling through his nerves. feel.

He held Qin Bao's waist obsessively with one hand, and suddenly he became short.

"..." Qin Baozheng was teasing vigorously, but he didn't expect that Wen Rongxi would directly carry him on his back.

There was a bang on the floor.

Wen Rongxi didn't stop walking.

Qin Bao leaned back on his shoulders, with his arms hanging like an orangutan, and protested, "My cell phone!"

"Don't worry about it, buy it if it breaks!" Wen Rongxi stomped on the stairs boldly and walked towards the bedroom without looking back.

On Valentine's Day, Qin Bao didn't know how generous he was to Wen Rongxi. He finished work at four o'clock. Wen Rongxi had no work at all that day, so he booked a table at the highest revolving restaurant in the city early in the morning.

Candlelight dinners, night views of the whole city, flowers and gourmet food are all old-fashioned.

Qin Bao liked this set very much.

To be able to be with the person I like, on such a day, without being disturbed, without playing with the mobile phone, just to integrate into the passage of time bit by bit.

The room was downstairs, and after dinner, the two of them restrained a little and walked side by side, one behind the other.

The elevator dinged open.

Wen Rongxi was about to hook Qin Bao's finger, but he didn't catch it, and at the same time, the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

In the elevator, an imposing man in a suit stepped out, and the person beside him greeted Qin Bao dryly.

"Qin Bao, Senior Wen, I never expected to meet you two here."

Qin Bao didn't expect it at all.

I will meet Wei Yiwei here, and there is an obvious bite mark on the corner of Wei Yiwei's mouth, and the bow tie of his suit is also crooked. The man next to him doesn't seem to have seen Qin Bao at all, and stands directly in front of Wen Rongxi. In the distance, he has no bow tie, the top two buttons of his suit are undone, and his shirt is a little wrinkled.

"Long time no see, cousin."