After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

After three times, it was time for lunch break. As soon as He Lanjue stopped, Zhang Yan ran over like a dog, handing water and wiping sweat.

He Lanjue sat on the reclining chair, smiling at his energetic appearance.Although Zhang Yan looked careless, he was very serious when he actually did things.When he was filming, Zhang Yan, who stood by, was not idle either. He carefully memorized the script changes, what the director said, and all kinds of small things.

The two sat down to eat, facing each other. The ingredients were all bought from nearby villages. They were fresh and natural. Although the cook's skills were not very good, the taste was quite good.

Zhang Yan ate fast and had a big appetite, and he was not full after one box. He looked at the lunch box in He Lanjue's hand full of longing - the actor's food was better than his.He Lanjue noticed his gaze, and immediately handed over the box lunch kindly.

Fang Qian's body is nourished by his primordial spirit, so he doesn't have such a strong need for food, not to mention he doesn't like mortal food at all.

Zhang Yan was not polite to him either, and started to pick up the rice after taking it. After taking a bite, he heard a girl's exclamation from behind him.

Zhang Yan turned around in surprise, and saw a young assistant who was about the same age as Fang Qian covering his face and sobbing. There was a large pool of water stains on the ground, and the remains of several porcelain cups were scattered.Next to her stood the only actress among the seven: Han Yue.

Han Yue's image on TV has always been soft and weak, but he didn't expect to be such a person in private.

Assistants can be said to be at the bottom of the food chain in the entertainment industry. Some celebrities are not easy to serve, and even a few words of scolding are light. Be silent, or just walk away, for fear that you will also get into trouble.

Looking at the teary little assistant, Zhang Yan couldn't bear it, and was about to go over to comfort him, when He Lanjue, who was beside him, had already walked over.

He patted the little assistant on the shoulder, comforted her softly, and helped her pick up the broken porcelain pieces.

Zhang Yan looked at He Lanjue who was not far away, and then looked at the boxed lunch he had snatched, feeling a little ashamed in his heart: Should he be better to He Lanjue, a parent who earns food and clothing?

The days of filming were very hard, but they passed quickly. Zhang Yan gradually got used to the days of getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than pigs.

Not to mention He Lanjue, he seems to be very adapted to the life in the mountains, sometimes he doesn't even sleep, and meditates all night, like a bodhisattva.When Zhang Yan wakes up in the morning, he often sees him in the same posture.

But after a long time, even Zhang Yan could faintly feel that Fang Qian's body was a little different.

Only people who get along day and night can find this subtle change, and he can't tell what is different.Perhaps He Lanjue's primordial spirit is reforming Fang Qian's body in order to better fit with the physical body.

In terms of filming, Ji Yang always tried every means to overwhelm He Lanjue.

However, Qin Yu interacts with the protagonist a lot. Every time this happens, the director has to cut ten or eight pieces, which makes everyone exhausted. However, He Lanjue is the only one who is scolded by the director for wasting the film. one person.

Even Zhang Yan, who is straight-hearted, can tell that Ji Yingdi doesn't like He Lanjue, he failed to get him away a few days ago, and now he can torture him and himself.

In a blink of an eye, it was the beginning of October.The altitude in the mountains is high, and the temperature drops rapidly. When Chenhai was still in the [-]s, it was only in the [-]s here, and it was even colder at night.

The scene to be filmed this time is that after taking out the treasure from the secret realm, Qin Yu is conspired by the spies lurking among his companions and pushes him down the waterfall.

Qin Yu's jacket was already torn into rags in the continuous fights, so He Lanjue had to jump into the pool with his upper body naked in the temperature of 10 degrees.

The pool water is deep and clear, and people standing on the shore can even see the blue bottom.

Zhang Yan secretly ran to the side of the field manager: "Brother Li, how deep is this pool?"

The field manager has checked here before: "This pool is about five meters deep, and the current is not too fast. If you jump down, nothing will happen, and you will suffer."

Zhang Yan couldn't help complaining: "I didn't say that, why is there no substitute in this kind of play?"

The field manager hurriedly "shushed", then sneaked a glance in Ji Yang's direction.

It seems that it was Ji Yingdi who did it again.

Zhang Yan looked at He Lanjue worriedly, but He Lanjue gave him a comforting smile.

For no reason, the lump of flesh in his chest jumped faster, Zhang Yan didn't dare to look at him anymore, don't turn his head to worry about why he was worried about He Lanjue, he is very capable, jumping a waterfall is a piece of cake.

In the novel, Qin Yugang and another member of the team, Ding Xuemin, worked together to kill five killers who came to snatch the secret treasure, but when he turned around, he was crushed into his body by a small dagger.

He didn't even have time to turn his head to look at the teammate who betrayed him before he was pushed into the pool.Qin Yu suddenly disappeared, no one knew what happened to him being pushed down, only the protagonist insisted on looking for him and left the team, but thus escaped a massacre.

The shooting started quickly, and five cameras in total of close-up, close-up, medium-shot, and long-range shot were aimed at the two people.

He Lanjue wore blood-stained special effect makeup, showing a tired expression. Just as he turned to leave, Zheng Feng, who was playing another team member, looked at him with a hint of evil in his eyes. The dagger on his body stabbed down at He Lanjue's wide-open back.

The dagger is a prop, it will retract automatically when it touches someone, but I don't know if it's because the actor's acting skills are too good or something else, but Zhang Yan actually has the illusion that this person is really going to kill He Lanjue.

He trembled involuntarily, and his heart beat violently.

In the camera, a look of astonishment flashed across He Lanjue's face for a moment, and the next moment, he was pushed down, causing a big puddle of water to splash in the pool.

Something happened to He Lanjue!

Before the director called cut, Zhang Yan was already moving, wanting to run to He Lanjue's side, he could see clearly that He Lanjue was really pushed down, not acting.There is a drop of nearly five meters between the shore and the water, and there are rocks beside the water. If ordinary people are pushed down unprepared, accidents may really happen!

"What are you doing?!" The field manager on the side stopped him in time, preventing him from running into the camera.

"Zheng Feng pushed Fang Qian down!" Zhang Yan roared.

"Zheng Feng should have pushed him down." The field manager looked puzzled.

The voice on their side was too loud, and even the director looked over.

"I can't tell you." Zhang Yan threw off the hand of the field manager and rushed to Tan Bian.

"Fang Qian!" He called out to the water.After a while, He Lanjue didn't come up.

Fear seized Zhang Yan's heart, and the scene of Fang Qian's head blooming that night was repeatedly played in his mind.He immediately took off his jacket and shoes, no matter how cold the water was, he jumped into the Tan water with a "plop", and swam vigorously to the place where He Lanjue fell into the water.

At this moment, He Lanjue finally surfaced.

"Zhang Yan, I'm fine." He waved his hand and swam towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan hugged He Lanjue who had swam to his side.He Lanjue looked at his terrified expression in surprise, heard his violent heartbeat, and silently hugged the young man back.

"As long as you're fine." Zhang Yan whispered in his ear.

"En." He Lanjue responded in a low voice.The two people helped out of the water, and the staff on the shore immediately handed over thick towels for the two to wrap around.

He Lanjue's waist was scratched, and he was soaked in the cold pool water, bleeding profusely. The drama manager hurriedly brought the medicine kit to disinfect and bandage him.

The director also came over and asked, "Is it important?"

He Lanjue shook his head, his face was still pale: "It doesn't matter."

Water dripped down from his handsome side face, like needles stuck in Zhang Yan's heart.

The director nodded.

He Lanjue's scratches were serious, and he couldn't take pictures today.Fortunately, the scene just now was extremely exciting, so there was no need to retake it.

He was also aware of Ji Yang and Zheng Feng's private actions, but Ji Yingdi had someone behind him after all, and Fang Qian was just a newcomer with no influence behind him, but today's incident was obviously too much, he frowned, Fang Qian was given half a day off to let him have a good rest.

Zhang Yan followed He Lanjue back to the camp ahead of time, regardless of the strange eyes of the people around him, he held He Lanjue's hand and refused to let go.

He Lanjue seemed to be very useful, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, looking in a good mood.

The two returned to the tent. Zhang Yan brought a basin of hot water and ordered with a towel, "Take off your clothes."

He Lanjue immediately took off his shirt obediently.The make-up on his face was not thick at all, and it had been soaked in water to a great extent, and he showed a pair of peach blossom eyes with affection again, just looking straight at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan tried his best to ignore his gaze, and wiped it carefully from top to bottom with a towel. When he finally wiped the wound on his waist, he saw that the skin outside the gauze was still red and swollen, and felt distressed again.

"Why did Zheng Feng push you?"

"It was Ji Yang who wanted to push me." He Lanjue said, "Zheng Feng is just someone he instigated."

"Does it still hurt?" Zhang Yan stopped wiping.

He Lanjue didn't speak, blinked, and looked down, Zhang Yan looked down with his eyes in doubt, and his face turned red immediately - this shameless person, can he react at this time?

The trousers he wore were relatively tight, and the size could be seen at a glance.Zhang Yan secretly compared and found that he lost.

I didn't expect that other people looked so thin, but the bottom was so outrageous.

He looked away unnaturally: "well, what, do you want me to go out first?"

Speaking of which, it has been more than a month since He Lanjue came home with him, and he has never even had sex, and he has truly achieved the lofty goal of not masturbating in September - it's all because He Lanjue is so clingy to him Too tight.

His eyes fell uncontrollably on He Lanjue's tall and fair body. Fang Qian's body was like an exquisite marble sculpture.

Wait, where did he think of all this, how could he have desire for a man's body?If this continues, won't he bend?

Zhang Yan suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly chased away the messy thoughts in his mind, picked up the washbasin and was about to run away.

But He Lanjue took his hand and begged softly, "Don't go."

"what?"

"We are Taoist couples." He sat on the bed and looked up at him with a look of grievance and pleading. I really feel sorry for him.

Zhang Yan gathered all the remaining rationality to try to resist: "Taoist... so what?"

He Lanjue blinked: "Isn't it only natural to do things with Taoist couple?"

"I...you..." Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he fled from the tent.

He Lanjue looked at Zhang Yan's leaving back with a slight smile on his face.

It was so much fun to tease Zhang Yan.In terms of personality alone, Zhang Yan is much cuter than in his previous life.

Thinking of Yan Qing, the smile quickly faded from his face like a mottled and cracked mask, and an indescribable expression broke the surface, like pain, but deeper than pain.