I want to die every day [entertainment circle]

In Beijing's 798 Art District, in an unremarkable studio, the owner of the studio lazily leans on the boss's chair, looking at the man on the sofa with pure appreciation without admiration.

The man has light brown curly hair, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, and a three-dimensional and handsome face. It is not difficult to see that he is of Western descent.He was half lying on the sofa, his slender legs were bent, and he put the digital board on his lap like this, and put the laptop on the coffee table beside him. He concentrated on drawing on the digital board with a pen, When he was satisfied with the painting, he gently raised the corners of his lips. With this smile, the whole person's aura changed. Before, he only had the charm of serious work, but now he exudes the demeanor of a confident and contemptuous king.

"Oh, my muse! Zhichuan, do you know that it's easy to get into trouble if you emit such attractive hormones all day long?" Gu Cexuan couldn't help joking.While talking, he made a gesture of holding his heart.

"You mean to say that you are in love with me?" Fu Zhichuan put down the tablet, saved the design drawing in the computer, and slowly stood up.He is tall and tall, and he can feel oppressive in an instant, not to mention the instincts brought to him by his modeling career-the right knee is bent into a proper arc, the hands hang down naturally, the joints are straightened inch by inch, and the momentum is natural.

This man, whether lying down or standing up, is so incredibly attractive.

"Didn't I fall in love with you a long time ago?" Gu Cexuan rolled his eyes mischievously, "Of course, you know that it is love in art. The so-called fashion circle has ten men and nine bases, and I am the only straight man. , I have to stick to the purity of my heart."

"When you don't have so many bed partners at the same time, come and talk to me about the word 'pure'."

"Well, then maybe I will never say this word to you again." Gu Cexuan shrugged helplessly.He is the kind of person who believes in instant gratification. He doesn't believe in everlasting love. Instead of watching love being worn away by the years, it's better to enjoy the momentary passion. He can find so many beautiful girls, so why bother to hang himself on a tree? where?

"Hey, let me say, what the hell are you doing here? I saw in a magazine a few days ago that Master Emerdel was clamoring for you to try on his latest autumn men's clothing. I'm going to take a plane to Milan to catch you. You're good enough to come to my place to experience life leisurely?"

Fu Zhichuan frowned and said, "He's so annoying, I get a headache when I hear his name."

If others heard this, they would definitely want to slap Fu Zhichuan twice.

That's Emmodell!One of the world's four lifetime achievement masters in fashion design!I don’t know how many models have sharpened their heads and want to try on his designs, how many fashion editors want to be in charge of his fashion shows, how many fashion magazines want to do his design columns in advance, and how many fashion stores want to Hang up the fashion designed by him, even if it's just a corner of the clothes... Fu Zhichuan is still complaining that he is too annoying to hide.

It's really annoying to compare people to people!

"Don't make excuses. I don't know you yet. Although those four old men are always annoying you, you don't have to leave Italy. It must be because Mrs. Masefield forced you to marry again?"

Fu Zhichuan gave him a cold look, and Gu Cexuan smiled meanly.

"I got it right..."

Gu Cexuan and Fu Zhichuan have been good friends for many years, and he knows the things that should not be said directly about the brothers' family.

Mrs. Masefield is a master of music, and she has a deep knowledge of various eastern and western musical instruments. In her early years, she was busy attending various concerts around the world, and neglected to take care of Xiao Fu Zhichuan.Thinking about it now, I feel deeply guilty.Originally, because Fu Zhichuan was busy with work, she didn't feel embarrassed to mention it, but now that Fu Zhichuan has been in business for three years, the entertainment industry has faded, and the runways have been less frequented. He has taken over the Masefield family and is a behind-the-scenes fashion designer. He seems to have a lot of free time After a long time, the wife began to urge him to talk about a girlfriend all day long.

Last time, Fu Zhichuan even said "I am gay" in order to calm Mrs. Masefield's mind.

And Mrs. Masefield was just stunned for a moment, then pulled him enthusiastically and said, "What does it matter, I can find some for you right away! What do you think of the young master of the Dawson family?"

As long as you are happy... Fu Zhichuan was speechless.

"If you tell me these troublesome things again, I won't participate in your spring fashion show next year."

"Don't! Boss!" Gu Cexuan jumped up from the chair when he heard the words, messing up with a playful smile, "If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, in my opinion, you have children. It doesn't matter if you get married or not." It's not that important—by the way, where is Jiu Yu now?"

I have to say that Gu Cexuan turned the topic well, and when he heard about Fu Jiuyu, Fu Zhichuan's face softened a little.

"My elder brother's family took him to the Maldives."

The two were chatting when Fu Zhichuan's cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and saw that it was a number that had not been saved in the address book.Fu Zhichuan was puzzled. The other party called his personal number instead of his work number, but only his closest relatives and friends knew his private number. How could someone he didn't know call him?

After hesitating for a while, Fu Zhichuan pressed the hang up button.

"Who is it?" Gu Cexuan asked smoothly.

"I don't know, maybe I typed it wrong." I have to say that Fu Dashen is telling the truth!

But after a few seconds, the number came in persistently.Fu Zhichuan wondered if some friend had changed his phone number, so he picked it up this time.

"Hello? Hello! I want a hug!"

"..."

"Huh? Why don't you talk? This service attitude is too bad. Just hang up my phone and forget about it, and now I'm pretending to be dead! Aren't you a professional hugger? Why don't you have any professional ethics? You don't want to be on call Well, I'm going crazy due to insomnia, did you hear me!" Xiyan was frantic on the other end of the phone.

Fu Zhichuan was very sure that this person must have made a wrong call, and even took him as a professional hugger.

If it were someone else who spoke to Fu Zhichuan with such a bad attitude, and even spit out the words "Lao Tzu", his fate can only be summed up with a recent buzzword - godie.But it's strange, now Fu Zhichuan doesn't feel angry, but is very interested in listening to that guy's complaints, and his mentality is similar to "I'm happy when you're in pain".

"You said you were insomnia?"

Why is this guy's voice so nice, it's deep and magnetic, and it doesn't feel like it's stuck in his throat... Xiyan froze for a moment, then quickly recovered and said, "Yes! I haven't been able to sleep well for at least four days I've tried everything and I still can't fall asleep. Otherwise, I wouldn't be looking for you. My friend said that a professional hugger can help relieve stress and make me fall asleep."

Li Tao left first because he was busy going back to work on his movie.Now Xiyan is the only one in the whole house, he urgently needs a trash can that can hold his emotional waste, obviously Fu Zhichuan has become this trash can.

"Why can't you sleep?"

"If I tell you, can't you tell others?"

The word "yo" at the end of the sentence rose slightly, with an unconscious coquettish tone, Fu Zhichuan raised his eyebrows.

"Well, don't tell anyone."

To a stranger, Xiyan didn't have any psychological burden, and told his incredible experience like pouring beans, anyway, no one knew anyone, even if the other party thought he was mentally ill, it didn't matter: "Let me tell you, I am not from this era. I obviously live on the earth hundreds of years later. I died completely on the day of the end of the world, but unfortunately I was reborn on the body of this unpopular little director. I just think of the blood at the end of the day The picture of the scene and the backward life that I can't adapt to at all, so I can't sleep because of my heart congestion!"

For a moment Fu Zhichuan thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"What did you say?"

"I knew you wouldn't believe it. Forget it. Of course, this backward era doesn't know what the earth will be like in the future, so I don't want to talk nonsense. The point is that I really want to sleep now. Can you Can't help me?"

Fu Zhichuan thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "What's your name?"

"Xiyan."

"Where are you now?"

Xiyan reported an address to Fu Zhichuan.

"I'll be there as soon as possible." Fu Zhichuan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"Who is it?" Gu Cexuan couldn't restrain his instinct of gossip.One must know that Fu Zhichuan has been nesting with him for several days, no matter who called him during this period, he has not touched the nest. Who is so charming that Fu Dashen can go out as soon as he says it?

Fu Zhichuan did not answer his question directly, but said: "I haven't learned anything about the entertainment industry for a long time, please help me collect some information, especially the information of the new generation of directors in recent years."

"Hey, hello," Gu Cexuan protested, "I'm not your assistant! Besides, you've been out of the entertainment circle for three years, why, now you have the idea of ​​coming back?"

Fu Zhichuan raised his chin slightly, and looked down at him: "You don't want to help me?"

Seeing him like this, Gu Cexuan didn't even have the strength to wave the white flag, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, isn't it just to collect information..."

Fu Zhichuan nodded, turned around and left.

Gu Cexuan sat back on the boss's chair, silently gestured his middle finger in his heart, and could only look up the information without any complaints.The new generation of directors...why does that guy want to read these materials?Gu Cexuan thought about it but didn't understand it.

Xiyan on the other end was very happy.He has a little voice control, Fu Zhichuan's voice is just the type he likes, and Fu Zhichuan also promised to come and help him sleep, how can he be unhappy?For a moment he thought that he forgot to ask the other person's name just now, but that's not the point - he ran downstairs quickly, waiting for the doorbell to ring - finally falling asleep hopefully is the point!