Your cps are together

I stayed in the crew for nearly five months. Before the finale, the director invited guests to dinner, and the investors also came. Everyone in the crew was very happy, and the core staff all received red envelopes—it was from Lu Huansheng, after all, it was a windfall. The staff members are radiant these days, and they can't wait to shoot for another five months and get another red envelope.

It was the first time for Wen Ning to participate in this kind of banquet. Several leading actors, directors, assistant directors and investors were in a private room. Eating was secondary, and most of them complimented each other.

The investors are the bosses of several film and television companies, and coming here in person is enough to show that they attach great importance to this TV series.

The director had been drinking. He ran to the bathroom to vomit a few times, and continued to drink when he came back, but Lu Huansheng only clinked glasses with investors a few times, and went out to answer the phone halfway through eating.

But no one dared to force Wenning to drink.

But what Wen Ning didn't understand was that Liu Man was also in this box—although she played an important role, she was a supporting role, and she was supposed to eat in another box, but she was called over halfway to add chopsticks and bowls.

"Liu Man, let's have a drink." The kind investor raised his glass and looked at Liu Man with a smile.

Liu Man stood up fearfully, held up his glass and said, "I'm done, you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, he drank the whole glass of white wine in one breath.

Investor: "Look, women don't give way to men, I can't fall behind, I'll finish my drink too."

Another investor said: "President Li is generous, come on, Liu Man, let's have a drink too."

After all, the director also drank with them before, and Wen Ning didn't feel anything at first, but when he saw Liu Man's face turned pale from drinking and the investor was still drinking, he suddenly stood up.

Everyone on the table was taken aback, and several investors didn't speak. Mr. Li asked in embarrassment, "What's wrong with Xiaowen?"

Wen Ning has nothing good to say: "Don't you guys want to drink? You can't finish drinking. I'll drink with you."

The expressions on the faces of the "presidents" were a bit unstoppable, and Mr. Li looked down the steps in embarrassment: "Aren't you very happy? This drama can be successfully completed, and we are as relieved as you are."

Wen Ning looked at him. Although Wen Ning was not yet 20 years old, when a young man at this age showed dislike and disgust on his face, it was enough to make people uneasy.

The director hurriedly said, "Stop drinking, right? Xiaowen is young, so I asked the waiter to bring me some juice."

Wen Ning: "I want to drink watermelon juice."

The director nodded again and again: "Okay, okay."

Liu Man went out to use the toilet after the watermelon juice was served.

Wen Ning also followed out.

Sure enough, Liu Man didn't go to the bathroom, she just watched by the sink outside the bathroom, patting her cheek with cold water on her hands.

Wen Ning stood next to her, Liu Man raised his head, saw Wen Ning in the mirror, and smiled at Wen Ning with some embarrassment: "Thank you just now."

Wen Ning: "Why don't you refuse them? Just say you can't drink."

Liu Man smiled, and the smile was a little weak: "I still have to hang out in the circle, and I also need to see their faces, and I can't forcefully say that I won't shoot the scenes they invest in or plan to shoot in the future. It's okay to drink. If you drink at this wine table, you have to drink at that wine table, people outside the circle think how glamorous this industry is, only those inside the circle know how dirty it is.”

Wen Ning: "..."

Liu Man: "It's easy to just accompany the wine."

Wen Ning's expression was a little grim.

Instead, Liu Man comforted Wen Ning: "You definitely don't need to do this, the entertainment industry is very powerful, and they won't offend you."

Wen Ning shook his head, his expression was not very good, he asked: "Then what will you do in the future?"

Liu Man smiled: "What can I do? I will film for a few more years, pay off the loan, save some money to open a store, and become my own boss in the future, or learn from those young actors, and go to live broadcast to bring goods. Let's eat."

Everyone's life is different, Wen Ning saw Liu Man's powerlessness, and her seemingly open-minded resignation to fate.

Wen Ning didn't say anything in the end. After returning to the box, Lu Huansheng was already in his seat. Investors and others pretended that there was no such thing and didn't even mention it, but no one talked about drinking anymore.

Lu Huansheng saw Wen Ning come in with a dark face, sat down again with a dark face, and asked Wen Ning after he picked up a boiled shrimp, "What's the matter?"

Wen Ning endured: "Tell me in the car later."

When the show ended, Wen Ning didn't say hello to the investors either. He felt disgusted that he breathed the same air as them.

Lu Huansheng only said a few words and didn't waste any time.

After returning to the car, Wen Ning put on his seat belt, and asked with a bad face, "Uncle Lu, did you often get drunk when you first debuted?"

He wanted to ask, have you ever been forced to drink with these people?But in the end he didn't say the word "accompanying wine". The person involved said that it was a kind of self-deprecating ridicule, but when others said it, it was to expose the scars.

Lu Huansheng smiled: "Who did they drink? Meng Chu or Liu Man? Liu Man?"

Wen Ning nodded silently.

Lu Huansheng started the car: "I did the same back then."

Wen Ning's expression became even uglier.

Lu Huansheng: "Wine table culture, it seems that everything will go smoothly when we talk about it at the wine table."

Wen Ning: "Sister Liu turned pale!"

Lu Huansheng sighed lightly: "Then what can she do?"

Wenning didn't speak.

Lu Huansheng: "Don't drink? Or overturn the wine table? She still wants to hang around in this business."

Lu Huansheng said softly: "Wen Ning, didn't I start out like I am now? Do you think I have the connections and status I have now since I entered the industry?"

Wen Ning looked at Lu Huansheng's profile.

Lu Huansheng looked at the road ahead: "Do you still remember the first movie I made?"

Wen Ning sat up: "Of course I remember! That's when I liked you!"

Lu Huansheng said softly, "I got my first Best Actor nomination for that play."

Wen Ning knew what Lu Huansheng was going to say.

Lu Huansheng: "But it wasn't me who won the award. I watched that award-winning movie countless times, and I can't admit that the best actor of that year acted better than me."

Wen Ning quickly said, "Of course he didn't act as well as you, just because..."

Lu Huansheng nodded: "It's just because his company is bigger and his qualifications are deeper than mine, so some people think that I should lose to him, and even my fans say in the forum that I should not be as good as him. "

"In any industry, sometimes it doesn't depend on your ability. Only when you have capital can you pursue the so-called fairness." Lu Huansheng rarely spoke so seriously.

Lu Huansheng: "Everyone in the industry says I have a good temper, do you think I have a good temper?"

Wen Ning replied without thinking: "Of course."

Lu Huansheng chuckled: "When I debuted, I had a very good temper, and I really overturned the wine table."

Wen Ning was taken aback, he couldn't imagine such a picture at all, in his impression, Lu Huansheng had always been strong and gentle.

Lu Huansheng: "For two years I hardly got any dramas."

Wen Ning pursed his lips tightly.

Lu Huansheng said: "But it's not all bad. I received a call before. It was a little girl who cried and told me that I should get the Best Actor."

Wen Ning was dumbfounded, for a moment he didn't know whether to say "I'm that little girl" or "I'm not a girl".

Lu Huansheng smiled: "She used to send me postcards every year, but then she changed companies and moved, so she never received them."

Lu Huansheng: "Do the math, she should be about the same age as you, maybe she won't be my fan anymore."

Wen Ning didn't speak.

Lu Huansheng teased him: "What? Are you jealous?"

Wen Ning cleared his throat: "Uncle Lu, that call... I made the call, and I also sent the postcard. I used my mother's mobile phone, and you never found out?"

On a quiet night, a black car parked on the side of the road.

With Lu Huansheng's hands on the steering wheel, he turned his head and looked at Wen Ning seriously. His eyes were so focused that he could get goose bumps all over his body.

"I... don't have Sister Qin's cell phone number..." Lu Huansheng pursed his lips tightly, "The teacher only told me that Sister Qin greeted me and said that Sister Qin would contact me if something happened."

Lu Huansheng held his forehead with one hand: "I never asked the teacher for Sister Qin's phone number."

What was he then?How could a third-rate movie actor have the guts to take the initiative to ask for Qin Yao's cell phone number?

What's more, how important is the so-called junior brother?Qin Yao gave him a convenience for the teacher's sake, did he really think he was Qin Yao's junior?

Later, he changed his phone number.

He and Qin Yaokong are known as senior sisters and younger brothers, but they have never met each other. Before Wen Ning was going back to China to develop, the two had no contact.

He didn't call back the phone back then. He didn't want a child to be addicted to star chasing. After all, at that time, a star chasing fan just didn't go to school or study because his parents didn't support him in chasing stars and didn't give him money. .

Wen Ning pursed her lips, and said with some difficulty: "My mother told me that you can't disturb your life just because you like you."

"Actually, I send you postcards every year."

Wen Ning wiped his face, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling or crying: "I still put the postcards from last year and this year in my backpack, and I planned to send them to you quietly."

Lu Huansheng looked into Wen Ning's eyes: "Why don't you just give it to me?"

Wen Ning smiled a little silly: "I'm sorry..."

Lu Huansheng coughed lightly: "I keep all those postcards."

Wen Ning let out a "huh".

Lu Huansheng: "At that time, I thought, the person who understands me the most and who complains most about me is actually a child."

Wen Ning said eagerly: "No! At that time, many fans thought that you were the one who should win the award, but the award has already been given out, and they were worried that you would be attacked."

Lu Huansheng just looked at Wen Ning.

Under Lu Huansheng's gaze, Wen Ning's heart beat faster and faster.

Lu Huansheng suddenly stretched out a hand, pressed the back of Wen Ning's head, and pressed him against himself.

Wen Ning touched Lu Huansheng's lips, Lu Huansheng's were soft, and his lip shape was perfect, neither thin nor thick, perfect for kissing, but this time, Lu Huansheng's gentle and lingering kiss seemed to be a different person suddenly .

This time the kiss was not so much a kiss, it was more like a bite, a plunder.

Wen Ning felt that his breath was taken away by Lu Huansheng. He put his hand on Lu Huansheng's arm and held Lu Huansheng's arm tightly.

He could even taste the rust from a bitten lip.

Wen Ning's hand slowly moved up, wrapping his arms around Lu Huansheng's neck, and he closed his eyes nostalgic.

He still remembers the first time he watched a movie starring Lu Huansheng, the feeling of astonishment, as if everything around him disappeared, only Lu Huansheng was real.

"Go home." Wen Ning said between kisses, he had never wanted Lu Huansheng so much.

At this time, the corners of Wen Ning's eyes were slightly red, his lips were red, and there was a small wound at the corner of his mouth.

When they got home, the elevator door had just opened, and Wen Ning couldn't wait to untie Lu Huansheng's belt.

Lu Huansheng put his hands on Wen Ning's waist and let Wen Ning move.

Wen Ning glanced at Lu Huansheng, and slowly squatted down.

Lu Huansheng couldn't react for a while, and when he did, he was taken to another world by Wen Ning's warm lips.

When Wen Ning stood up again, he had a strange expression, frowned and said, "It doesn't taste good."

Lu Huansheng was speechless, and smiled dotingly: "Do you think it's a popsicle?"

Wen Ning: "I'll go wash my mouth."

Then he left Lu Huansheng alone.

Lu Huansheng looked down at his knife, which was humming to drink blood.

Wen Ning was fucked for the first time and felt that he was drained—he lay on the bed and murmured, "No more, not a single drop."

Lu Huansheng was lying next to Wen Ning, gently stroking Wen Ning's back with his hands. Both of them were sweaty. The sweat from Lu Huansheng's forehead slid down his cheeks and dripped on his chest.

Wen Ning turned his head, admiring the beauty of his boyfriend.

People are visual animals, Wen Ning's Adam's apple moved, and he felt that if his body didn't allow it, he could do it again.

Wen Ning: "Uncle Lu, would you like a cigarette?"

The corner of Lu Huansheng's mouth curled up slightly. He could now tell what Wen Ning was playing with through Wen Ning's eyes.

He also has cigarettes at home, but Lu Huansheng doesn't smoke very much. He only brings a pack when he is going to discuss cooperation with others. He can, but he has no addiction.

Lu Huansheng went naked to get a pack of cigarettes, then leaned against the head of the bed, and lit this or that cigarette.

Wen Ning supported the side of his face with one hand, and swallowed.

Lu Huansheng is so sexy!

Wen Ning approached Lu Huansheng's arms and put his hands on Lu Huansheng's chest.

Lu Huansheng spat out the white smoke, and Wen Ning closed his eyes.

He is not yet 20 years old, but he has already found someone who can be with him for a lifetime. How many people can be luckier than him?

After taking a shower, the two got together to read the postcard Wen Ning had sent before.

It was only then that Wen Ning knew that Lu Huansheng kept all the postcards in the safe. When he opened the cabinet and saw the safe, he thought it contained gold bars or cash.

This made Wen Ning even more flattered.

But the flattered mood was quickly replaced by embarrassment.

Lu Huansheng took out a star card and read: "Brother Lu, you are the most handsome, best acting, and most talented person I have ever seen. Those who don't appreciate your talent are blind and will always love you."

There is also a not-so-good-looking love heart drawn behind it.

Wen Ning: "...Let me check the date."

Hmm... a postcard from him when he was nine years old.

Lu Huansheng: "I've seen your handwriting before, but I didn't expect it to be you. Your previous handwriting will always be mentioned at the end."

Wen Ning touched his hot cheeks: "It was changed later."

Lu Huansheng: "The words used to be beautiful before, and so are the words now."

Wen Ning laughed, and the two sat by the bed, reading postcards all night, and Wen Ning was also ashamed all night.

When he was a child, writing postcards was really disgusting! !

Wen Ning wanted to find a hole in the ground to bury himself.

The two didn't go to bed until four o'clock in the morning, and Wen Ning posted a Weibo after telling Zheng Xiao and Zheng He the next day.

First, he thanked the company for his training, thanked his teammates for their understanding and fans' love, and then announced that after careful consideration, he decided to leave the group early and write and sing songs as an independent musician in the future.

Finally, thanks to Lu Huansheng.

As soon as this Weibo was posted, there was a burst of crying on Weibo:

"What's the matter with Ning Bao?!! What's the matter with Dinghua!! You can go if you say you can?! What should we do?!"

"Although I have known for a long time that this day may come, but when this day really comes, I really don't know what expression to use."

"Why are you so excited! There's nothing to cry about! Ning Bao has found something he likes to do, shouldn't we bless you?!"

"Exactly! Is there anything wrong with being an independent musician?! Where is Ning Bao? Where am I? Not to mention that Ning Bao just decided to become an independent musician. Even if Ning Bao went to make such a film, I would buy a bunch of support. !"

"You said Ning Bao was going to make a film, but you're thinking about Peach."

"Ning Bao!! Mom loves you forever!"

"Ning Bao! The male mother will always love you too!!"

"Blessings! I hope that Ning Bao can also shine in new fields! My talent, Ning Bao, should be seen by more people, and I look forward to hearing Ning Bao's new works!"

"Ning Bao as an idol has left, but Ning Bao as an independent musician is still there!"

"Ning Bao! We will always be there!"

Zheng He and the others also reposted Wen Ning's Weibo, sending their blessings one after another:

"Ning Bao has a bright future!"

"Wen Ning has always been serious and has never slackened in doing anything. I believe that even if he is not a teammate, he can break new ground."

"Although I have regrets, I wish you a bright future."

……

The group fans were crying to death, Li Zhou left, and the main character Wen Ning also left.

The fan base is also full of mourning.

Lu Huansheng was the last person to forward Wenning's Weibo.

When he forwarded it, he didn't edit a word, but sent a thumbs up.

"...Why does this thumb look familiar to me?"

"I also……"

"Anyone remember Mrs. Thumb?!"

"Mrs. Thumb, damn it, I think I can't accept it. Is Brother Lu in this style?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

"This CP, I never thought that the CP I was drinking would come true one day!"

"This pair is so awesome! My CP is together!"

"This couple looks so good! My cp is together!" Lu Huansheng gave a thumbs up.

CP fans are crazy.

Lu Huansheng's fans and Wen Ning's fans are also crazy.

Even entertainment gossip is forwarded.

But Dinghua always has its own way, and soon the CP people who are not addicted will think that Lu Huansheng's approach is a frank joke, and only two straight men dare to really like this kind of comment.

If GAY is really in a relationship, of course it must be as tight as possible.

Those who believe it feel that they have eaten real sugar.

People who don't believe think that the man they like is so frank.

More people go to Mrs. Thumb's Weibo. Before creating Chaohua, he never posted on Weibo. From the information, this account should be a small account.

And apart from some high-quality clips, nothing will be retweeted, and each retweet is just with a thumbs up.

CP fans are convinced that this is Lu Huansheng's trumpet.

They still talk about Lu Huansheng in the group, or chat with Lu Huansheng privately.

However, because the Penguin is also Lu Huansheng's trumpet, there has been no reply from Lu Huansheng.

But staunch CP fans believe that the pair of Lu Huansheng and Wen Ning is the sweetest CP they have ever tasted.

There is no sweeter CP than this pair.

Five years later, after Lu Huansheng announced the transition, Wen Ning said to everyone at a small concert:

"I have one person to thank."

"He is my senior."

"It's my teacher."

"It's my idol."

Lu Huansheng's face appeared on the big screen, and he was smiling.

Wen Ning held the microphone and said tremblingly:

"My boyfriend too."

The author has something to say: I want to write three stories about meeting parents during the Chinese New Year, a rich woman who lost her horse, and a son who raised a cat

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