The male god in the interstellar entertainment circle is poisonous

At the end of September and the beginning of October, the planet was filled with a faint aroma similar to sweet-scented osmanthus and a bit like peony.

At six o'clock in the morning, Mo Yixiao ran on the narrow path in the woods to let his mind go.

During this period of time, he has vaguely felt something that Director Albert needs - he hopes to erase the part of "Mo Yixiao" in the youth, and make him the lonely, simple, clear-eyed Anne at the beginning. meyer.

Young people run on the narrow path.It was very quiet, there was a faint mist in the morning light, and he could only hear the sound of his sneakers falling on the ground and stepping on those wet fallen leaves.The water bottle in his hand had become slippery due to sweat, and he seemed to be unable to hold it, but he still had more than one kilometer to complete.

Panting heavily, the young man squinted his eyes and looked at the blue sky faintly revealed between the dense tree crowns.

The first week he was very uncomfortable.Weak signal, lack of entertainment, little human company - just one or two staff members who came after he got here.No communication, no fun, no technology, just monotony, monotony, repetitive monotony.

Mo Yixiao was even a little irritable because of this, and lost his temper for no reason when he was on the phone with Qi Jingyan - after all, it is impossible for him to lose his temper with Mr. Albert.But fortunately, his lover was able to understand the actor's anxiety and bad mood in the process of finding his status, and he was not angry at his unreasonable troubles at all, but kept comforting him.

By the second week, things started to slowly change.

It seems to be isolated from the world, there are no busy studios, endless itineraries, parties with rich clothes and shadows on the sideburns, and people coming and going with hidden swords in their smiles.It's tedious, but it can also calm people down from the bones.He doesn't need to pay attention to the optical brain at all times, and he doesn't need to tense his brain to think every minute and every second.

The first-line superstar who belonged to prosperity began to peel off from him bit by bit.

"I think I probably understand."

When Mr. Albert came over, Mo Yixiao explained his thoughts seriously, "You want me to become the real Anmeier, who used to live a noisy life, simple and withdrawn."

"Almost, but not enough."

The old director still said these words, accompanied by a somewhat mysterious smile.

"You're not Anmeier yet. It's a week, maybe two, let's see."

The next night, when the young man was reading a book wrapped in a blanket in a warm room, he saw his long-lost lover.

"you……"

"I finished it, and the publicity meeting was compressed into the shortest time at my request."

The man rarely took off his suit, wearing simple jeans and a plaid shirt, and a pair of simple canvas shoes on his feet. If he hadn't been too imposing, he would have looked like an ordinary boy from a small town.

"How are you doing these days?"

"I thought I got it, but the director said it wasn't enough."

In front of Qi Jingyan, Mo Yixiao felt that there was nothing he could not say.He didn't hide the confusion on his face: "Anmeier, what should it look like?"

"Don't think about it, smile."

The man leaned in and burned a kiss to his head.

"You don't think about it, you feel about it."

Mo Yixiao pursed his lips and nodded.It was only when he saw Qi Jingyan that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been isolated from the world for too long, and many things were unclear—speaking of which, before he left Huaguo, all the rumors on the star network were his negative drafts, what? Arrogant, what hurt Zhong Yong, what turned into a joke... It seemed as if his acting career could be destroyed if he didn't get an award.

Mo Yixiao didn't have time to deal with the inexplicable rumors, so he asked Qian Qian to deal with it—his current manager was also the only person he could communicate with besides Qi Jingyan and Director Albert during this period.After all, according to the director's request, his contact time was limited.

According to Qianqian, Mo Yixiao's fans were in a bad mood after being disappointed that their idol didn't win an award, and when they saw the cynicism on the star network, they immediately exploded.Fortunately, Qianqian and the others responded in a timely manner, so that the overreaction of the "laughing fans" did not make Mo Yixiao's negative news worse.

"...The resolution of the matter is ultimately up to Director Albert."

When Qianqian said this, her face was very grateful.

"It's rare for him to make a statement, directly stating that you are an actor he admires and that you are cooperating with him—the news that Director Albert is going to make a new movie is much more important than your insignificant draft. The attention was immediately attracted. After all, his last work was more than ten years ago. In addition, he directly said that he did not give you the award because he thought that young people need more challenges and experience, but he personally I am very optimistic about you, and I want to cooperate with you. Now, those who said that the highest-level masters in the circle look down on you finally have nothing to say."

The manager showed a look of resentment.

"This kind of navy is really disgusting. Even if there is no evidence, you can write an article on the ground. After being exposed, you don't apologize at all, and just quietly stop talking. It's disgusting."

Mo Yixiao felt that he should be angry, and he should scold those who maliciously spread rumors and slander him, but for some reason, he was surprisingly calm and indifferent, as if these things didn't happen to him.

At that moment, he suddenly understood what the impact of staying in this uninhabited base had on him, and how the part that belonged to Mo Yixiao was stripped from him.

He thought he got it, but the director said it wasn't enough.

"Just be an ordinary teenager."

Qi Jingyan carefully brushed a strand of hair to the young man's ear, his eyes focused and carefully stared at the face in front of him: "Don't think about how to express An Maier, because An Maier will not think about this issue."

Mo Yixiao understood.

Although "understanding" and "doing it" are two different things, being able to find a direction still makes young people feel good.He happily changed the subject: "Then what about you, Jing Yan? What are you going to do here?"

Qi Jingyan paused, and his smile suddenly became very meaningful: "You will know, smile."

he will know

——Mo Yixiao's confusion didn't last long.When the night was gradually lit up by the morning light, he really knew it.

Although Mo Yixiao and Qi Jingyan are lovers, in order to better cultivate the sense of drama and get into the drama better, director Albert does not allow them to live together.So, the next morning, when the young man watched a man in an old-fashioned gray plaid three-piece suit walking down the tall spiral staircase holding the handrail, he almost choked himself to death with the breakfast soup.

That was really... I have to say, a very unsightly scene.

The handsome man seems to have aged 20 years, showing a sense of middle age.Even the pace and demeanor have added a slow and artificial atmosphere of a gentleman.

"Morning, kid. I'm assuming you made breakfast for two."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, a completely reserved, upper-class emphasis came out.

Mo Yixiao stared at him dumbfounded for three seconds before answering belatedly: "Yes, Mr. Alexander."

—Alexander, of course!

How could this not be Alexander? !

Gentleman Fan, with elegance in every move, looks like a perfect gentleman.At a glance, the well-dressed clothes, the reserved and indifferent voice, and the feeling of gently passing through the nasal cavity when pronouncing, all make people recognize what kind of person this is.

And if you're sharper, sharper...

You can also find a little sense of disobedience under the perfect appearance of this gentleman.

Mo Yixiao really didn't expect that Director Albert's request to Qi Jingyan was completely different from his own.If the director’s request for Mo Yixiao is that there is no request—just let him live here, smash his accustomed behavior, and then not even tell him what the director wants, but let him struggle, Explore, feel, and experience.

As for Qi Jingyan, Director Albert seemed to have a clear direction from the very beginning.

The man also directly substituted "Alexander" from the first day he officially came here.

This made Mo Yixiao almost feel uncomfortable for a moment, and then he reacted - asking the actor to show the character, posture, tone, and action of the character... This is what a normal director asks an actor to do.

On the contrary, the process of being "tuned" by himself seemed a bit too strange.

"morning."

Mo Yixiao was watching Qi Jingyan in a daze. Mr. Albert walked into the dining room, glanced at "Alexander", didn't say anything, just poured coffee for himself, and directed the robot to take breakfast until he sat down at the table ——Diagonally opposite Mo Yixiao——suddenly raised his head and asked Mo Yixiao: "Anmeier, what do you think of him as 'Alexander'?"

Mo Yixiao was almost stunned for a moment, but he still replied quickly: "I think this is... a very suitable Alexander."

The young man felt that Qi Jingyan behaved very well, just like a beast in clothes with different appearances.

But Director Albert pondered for a moment, but a subtle smile appeared on his face: "Don't use your thinking, just smile. Use your eyes, your senses, Anmeier."

This name change is interesting.

Mo Yixiao realized that Director Albert felt that his evaluation just now was based on "Mo Yixiao's" logical thinking, which was not what he wanted.What he wants is the cognition based on "Anmeier".

"Don't think about it, but feel it."—Qi Jingyan's words came back to his head unexpectedly.

Not Mo Yixiao, illogical, not acting, not thinking...

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt that the thin, translucent paper covering his heart, which he had not been able to break free, was punctured, and a long-lost light suddenly appeared.

"...Mr. Alexander was never really a top man."

In the thin morning light, the young man bit his lower lip lightly, and then said in a very quiet tone.His eyelids fluttered slightly, and then drooped down again as if struggling - but at this very moment, it was enough for people to see his pair of clear, baby-like eyes.

Qi Jingyan held a bowl of oatmeal in his hand, and stopped in his tracks.

In his mind, he played back the eyelids that the young man flapped suddenly at that moment, and those pupils that were as clear and pure as glass beads.

That look obviously didn't have any offensive power, but it seemed to poke directly into the bottom of the person's heart like an awl.

The beauty of just a moment is almost suffocating.

There was a little emotion on the man's face—accompanied by Mr. Albert's sudden laughter.

"Anmeier! Anmeier, Anmeier!"

The old director smiled resonantly, the joy in his voice was undisguised.

"Yes, Mr. Alexander, who brought you back to the 'Oasis', was never a real nobleman, never entered high society..."

He suddenly changed his gaze and looked at Qi Jingyan.

"Anmeier is ready, but you...Alexander, you are still reading the script. I told you how I would make Yixiao into the play, but do you think this is just training him? Jing Yan, me and You said that what I admire most about you is the you in "Moonlight Tree". That you are not acting, you have really become Santos..."

"And I need you now to be Alexander, the real Alexander. Forget about the script, act like you never saw it."