After bankruptcy, I managed to seduce the male god

"Reverse" filming has been going on for more than four months.

Under normal circumstances, more than four months is enough to complete a film, but the "reverse" shooting has only completed two-thirds so far.

Judging from the current progress, the subsequent shooting will take about one and a half to two months, just in time for the filming to be completed near the Spring Festival.

Christmas is just a few days after Xie Sheng’s birthday. In fact, Christmas has no special meaning to him, but for lovers who are deeply in love, any holiday is the best time for them to have romance and fun .

It's just that the filming tasks of the crew are tight and heavy. There are important scenes to be filmed on Christmas Eve and Christmas, so he can't go back.

As the end of the year approached, Yun Mo was also busier than ever, so the two took advantage of work time to video for a while every day, looking at each other's faces and listening to each other's voices to satisfy their cravings.

On the night of Christmas Eve, a confession scene was filmed.

After the reunion, Lu Quan and Chen Jiayou dated for a long time. After watching a movie, Lu Quan finally couldn't hold back and confessed to Chen Jiayou.

The two came out of the theater with the flow of people, Chen Jia was still holding half a glass of Coke in his right hand, discussing the plot of the movie with Lu Quan while walking.

When he walked to the side of the huge green plant in the shopping mall, Lu Quan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He shook Chen Jiayou's hand: "Don't drink, it's cold outside, and I'll take you to eat delicious food later."

"Well," Chen Jiayou took the straw away, tilted his head and smiled: "Okay."

Lu Quan was not willing to let go, and took him two steps behind the green plants.

The light hit Chen Jia's right face in mottled patterns, and his smile was as clean as a child's.

Lu Quan moved closer and looked down at him: "Chen Jiayou, shall we be together?"

A trace of astonishment appeared in Chen Jiayou's smiling eyes, Lu Quan held his shoulders and said seriously: "I like you, let's be together, as promised when we were young, we can walk side by side in the sun for a lifetime."

Chen Jiayou should like him, and he likes him very much, because it's hard not to be perceived by the other party.

He thought he would agree, but unexpectedly he took a step back slowly, and the smile on his face was also hidden in the shadows.

Lu Quan took a step forward, but heard Chen Jiayou's voice gradually getting colder: "No."

Lu Quan was a little dazed, he wanted to ask why.

But this kind of thing, what else is there besides not liking it enough?Was he always wrong?

But he still asked: "Why? We are so happy together, I like you, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, you..."

He was a little uncertain: "You also obviously like me."

"I like you," Chen Jiayou was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "It's the kind of liking with a common secret, it's the kind of sympathy that goes through hardships together, it's not that kind of liking."

The smile on Lu Quan's face gradually froze, but he quickly adjusted his mood. He held his shoulder again, wanting to tell him that it doesn't matter if he doesn't like it that much now, and he can pursue him slowly.

But Chen Jiayou said again: "I already have someone I like. The one you met was the girl I accompanied to the hospital last time."

Lu Quan didn't say anything more, he smiled bitterly, with disappointment written all over his face.

"I'm sorry," Chen Jia looked up at him, "I want to go home."

"I'll see you off." Lu Quan said.

But Chen Jiayou shook his head, he seemed to be afraid of him, or bored with him, he turned and left in a panic, even his footsteps were messy.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared into the crowd that Lu Quan clenched his fists and turned around in frustration.

Chen Jiayou walked forward with his head buried, his eyes that always had a gentle smile gradually darkened, the Coke cup was still in his hand, it had already been pinched and deformed by him.

After walking for a while, he stopped suddenly, then turned and ran the way he had come and gone.

He ran to the cluster of green plants and looked around. There were people coming and going, but there were no deer traps.

The expression on his face changed from anticipation, loss to panic, and then to a layer of calmness and despair, until there was no more light in those eyes.

His back also slowly bent down, and his whole body seemed to lose all strength. He dragged his heavy steps into the shadow of the green plants and sat on the stone bench.

The hand holding the cigarette trembled violently. He bit the cigarette, but the lighter couldn't ignite no matter what.

Big teardrops hit the back of his hand drop by drop, and he clenched his teeth tighter and tighter, finally buried his face in his palm in despair.

He hunched his back, his shoulders trembled slowly, the more trembling became more severe.

Tears filled the palm silently, and then overflowed from between the fingers, staining the back of the hand.

People passing by looked at that thin figure curiously and sympathetically. In the shadow without light, he curled up and looked especially lonely and pitiful.

No one knows, he has never walked into the sun.

He just learned to act.

The pain of childhood has long rotted in the bottom of his heart. If he wants to heal, he must dig out his whole heart.

He is not worthy of the deer trap at all, and he does not want to drag him into the abyss again at all.

No one knew that the smile on his face was practiced over and over in front of the mirror, and no one knew that he didn't want to smile at all.

He is sensitive, suspicious, inferior, insecure, and even world-weary. Those things have already penetrated into his bones...

He was greedy for the warmth that Luquan gave him, and even the unbearable days that the two of them walked together became extremely precious. He watched Luquan really walk into the sunshine, realized his dream, and became a His dream became his only comfort.

How could it be possible for him to destroy his dream with his own hands?

He should stay away from him, but he couldn't bear the light brought to him by the deer trap.

Tears fell desperately on the sky-blue jeans, leaving groups of wet marks, as if the clean sky was stained with dirt...

"Very well, pass." The director's voice came over.

It is difficult to grasp the emotions of this scene, and it is even more difficult to perform in a layered manner.

The director was already mentally prepared to grind slowly, but he didn't expect Xie Xing to go through it all at once.

Compared to his joy, Xie Sheng seemed completely unable to get out of this scene.

He was covering his eyes, his shoulders were shaking more and more, almost out of control.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing whether to go up to wake him up or wait for him to play slowly.

Xie Xing covered his eyes, deeply trapped in Chen Jiayou's emotions and couldn't extricate himself.

When reading the script before, he thought he could understand the scene because he had similar emotions.

But it wasn't until the day he came back from seeing Wei Xia from Q City that he really understood the scene.

He had hesitated before the same choice, but he chose a different path, and he gave Chen Jiayou all the emotions on the other side.

Therefore, once it broke out, he could hardly control himself.

After an unknown amount of time, he was pulled into his arms, and the man's fingers gently inserted into his hair, stroking the roots of his hair.

Xie Sheng raised his head in a daze, and saw Yun Mo's gentle eyes through tears.

For a moment, he was a little confused about where he was, until Yun Mo said softly to him: "The performance is really good."

Xie Sheng woke up suddenly, secretly looking around with tears in his eyes.

He saw that the staff was already re-setting the scene, and there were other people looking this way, who accidentally met his gaze, and smiled kindly.

Yun Mo pinched his chin and raised his face, using a soft face towel to wipe away the tears on his face little by little.

No matter how thick-skinned Xie Xing was, he couldn't be more embarrassed, he tried hard to get his face back, but was held tightly by Yun Mo, unable to break free at all.

"Why are you here?" he asked softly.

"I want to spend Christmas Eve with you." Yun Mo put the face towel that wiped off his tears into his pocket.

"No," Xie Xing said, "Why did you come to the set?"

Yun Mo usually waited for him directly at the hotel, but this was the first time he came to the set.

"I wanted to surprise you," Yun Mo smiled lightly, "I didn't know that today's scene was so emotional until I came here, so I didn't let anyone tell you, for fear of affecting your performance."

Xie Sheng's eyes were red from crying, and Yun Mo rubbed his fingertips lightly before retreating.

His fingertips were so hot that Xie Sheng's eyelids felt as if they had been scorched by fire, hot and spicy.

His makeup was completely worn out, and after asking the makeup artist to touch it up again, he was afraid of two sets of daily scenes before leaving with Yun Mo.

In the past, Xie Xing always wanted to push Yun Mo out, so that everyone could see how great the person he loves is.

But now that he was really close to him in public, he realized that he had so many worries.

He was afraid that he would be dragged into this circle of right and wrong, and also afraid that Yun Mo's father would see him if he was photographed.

He tried to break away from Yun Mo's grip on his hand, but he held it tighter.

"I'll be photographed later." Xie Xing glanced at him sideways.

"Then let's shoot." Yun Mo smiled, and showed him the hand with the ring on it: "I'm famous and famous, don't be afraid."

Xie Xing couldn't help stretching out his hand to press his chest, his ring was quietly hanging on his heart, scorching hot from the warmth of his body.

He couldn't help laughing, all worries and worries were swept away by Yun Mo's calmness.

Yun Mo leaned over, tightened his scarf, and then held his hand again and put it in his coat pocket.

The scandal between Xie Xing and Yun Mo became a trending topic that night.

This time, there are full pictures of Jiugongge, especially the picture of Yun Mo holding the weeping Xie Xing in his arms, his eyes are so gentle that water can almost drip.

In a few more photos, it can be clearly seen that Yun Mo is wearing a ring on his left ring finger.

The people who eat melons are boiling again.

"Xie Sheng's physique, I don't dare to eat melons casually, waiting for a response."

"If that's not love, emmm... then I'm a little confused about what love is."

"Yun Mo's eyes, tsk, it's so simple, I'm melting across the screen, the eyes are full of love."

"Am I the only one who saw the wedding ring?"

"These two are so eye-catching, I want to see it for real."

"The appearance of tying a scarf for Xie Sheng, oh my, it's so spoiled."

"Does anyone feel that Xie Xing and Yun Mo are very different together? It's not clear, but the feeling is obvious."

"+1, like the relaxed feeling of a child returning to their parents, wholehearted trust."

"While I find the metaphor toxic, it also, oddly enough, feels a bit like, "

"+10086, I thought there was something wrong with me, but I didn't dare to say it. It turns out that everyone feels this way."

"This is the feeling of being pampered, single dogs, you don't understand!."

"55555, this dog food is stuffed with mouthfuls, and you will be attacked personally. How difficult it is for a dog to live."

When Xie Sheng was interviewed the next day, he was wearing a fiery red sweater and was holding a small Santa Claus doll in his hand, looking youthful and vigorous.

"Ah? Yun Mo?" He held Santa's hand and put it under his chin, and glanced at him guiltyly: "My neighbor, send me something."

After the show, he just changed back into his clothes and took a sip of water while sitting in the lounge, when he was surrounded by waiting reporters.

"Saying, haven't you watched Mr. Yun's interview?" A female reporter couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He had been busy all day, and indeed he hadn't had time to watch the news.

Xie Xing blinked, and when he was about to take his phone to see Yun Mo's response, a reporter handed him his phone.

Thus, Xie Xing, a young expert who usually handles the media with ease, was slapped in the face for the first time.

Yun Mo was interviewed in Fuyun's underground parking lot.

He was wearing the coat that he left from the hotel this morning, and around his neck was the scarf that Xie Sheng used yesterday, with a smile on his brows and eyes, not as distant as before.

"Xie Xing," he smiled softly, "I love you."

He stretched out his hand wearing the wedding ring, his slender knuckles were bent and spread out, and his smile was rare and childish: "Is our wedding ring beautiful?"

Xie Xing saw the first few hottest comments:

"Fuck, this hand, lick it first as a respect."

"This ring is very thoughtful. There are clouds and stars. It represents Xie Xing and Yun Mo. It's too sweet to eat a mouthful of dog food early in the morning. I don't mind having a few more of this kind of dog food."

"The cold dog food was slapped randomly on the face."

Xie Sheng pursed his lips and laughed: "It's not wrong to be a neighbor."

The author has something to say: As you say, this book is indeed coming to an end.

The original intention of opening this book was to practice writing, so I expected it to be short stories at the beginning, but the writing is almost 20 words long.

When the article was opened, some people said that it is not recommended to write this book, because there is no hot topic, and it does not meet the tastes of Jinjiang readers.

Then shortly after I wrote this article, I received strong opposition from my family. I hope I can focus more on the three-dimensional...

For this reason, I had several disputes with my family, and my emotions were hit and interrupted, which really affected my writing state.

I feel sorry for Shengxing and Yunmo, maybe I could have given them something better.

Thanks to the little friends who have been chasing down all the way for their perseverance, bow.

The income is very bad, and I am sorry to the readers who participated in the seedling cultivation, I let you down.

There are still a few chapters to come, I will try to finish writing as soon as possible, and then take a break, try to save some drafts for the next book before starting the article, so that both the article and the three-dimensional dimension can be taken into account, and it will not be as embarrassing as this book.

Love you guys.

感谢在2020-04-2417:48:57~2020-04-2618:17:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did you explode 1 today;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: it is a bottle of Yang Ya;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!