Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

As soon as Wen Hong turned around, he saw the person standing by the door with his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Wen Dao?"

"Since both the visitors and the interviewees have arrived, don't show in front of me." Xuan Weiyi smiled and lowered his head to flip through the script he was writing, and said in a non-tactful tone, "I'm here There are quite a lot of things to write, so I won’t entertain the two of you.”

The two looked at each other, smiled tacitly, and closed the door for Xuan Weiyi when they went out.

Now it's time for a lunch break. Wen Hong washed off his makeup and changed back to his private clothes in the afternoon after filming in the morning. He was used to watching and studying on the set when he didn't have a scene, but he didn't expect Wen Cang to come. Visiting the class, he went back to his room with Wen Cang and sat for a while.

"You came here alone today?" Wen Hong took off his down jacket and hung it on the coat rack, and poured Wen Cang a cup of hot water.

"No, I came to visit the set in the name of the studio." Wen Cang took the cup from him and held it in his palm, but didn't drink it. "I asked the assistant to go to the set first to distribute the visit gifts to the staff on the set."

Wen Hong looked at him for a moment, then dragged a chair and sat next to Wen Cang, "Are you... helping me?"

"Is this called Ying Yuan?" Wen Cang thought for a while, "That's right, did you forget that your birthday is tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Wen Hong was stunned for a moment, took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar before laughing, "It's true. I mean, no wonder Yaoyao asked me if I wanted to prepare a cake on the set this morning--then Wen Da Did the director come here to celebrate my birthday?"

"Yes," Wen Cang nodded, looking at Wen Hong with a smile in his eyes, "I know that if you invite the whole crew out for dinner at the group meeting on your birthday, the restaurant has already been booked."

"You treat me so blatantly," Wen Hong laughed, "Aren't you afraid that others will guess our relationship?"

"Scared." Wen Cang looked at him and said.

Wen Hong was taken aback for a moment, rubbed his fingers on the edge of the phone, pretending to be unintentional, and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that if someone really notices it, or if it is really made public one day, someone will maliciously ferment this matter." Wen Cang raised his hand and put the quilt on the bedside table beside him.

"But you said that the decision is mine." Wen Hong lowered his eyes, as if recalling something.

"Yes," Wen Cang said in a softer voice, "It's true that it doesn't affect me whether it's public or not, but it's harmful to you. But the decision is still yours. As long as you want, my public relations team can let you The loss caused by this matter to you is minimized."

Wen Hong stared at him without saying a word, and after a while he suddenly smiled, leaned over and pulled Wen Cang's collar to pull him towards him, and kissed him on the lips: "I decided not to make it public - let's go!" Well, I don’t have a show this afternoon, but I still want to go to the set to observe and study.”

Even if the actors in the crew have never worked with Wen Cang, most of them know him, but Director Wen’s inhuman and indifferent personality has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and because of director Zhou Bang’s habits, the atmosphere in the crew is relatively serious , so no one came forward to strike up a conversation.

Wen Cang and Zhou Bang didn't have a deep relationship, but at least they came here to audition actors for Xuan Weiyi before, so they were more or less familiar with each other, and they just said hello and then went back to the set to continue directing.

In the afternoon, it was a Chaotang drama. "Li Fei" played by Wen Hong was punished for contradicting the queen and treating his younger brother harshly. He was banned from the East Palace for one month and copied Buddhist scriptures.

At that time, Li Min was not yet 35 years old. He was in his prime, but he had already learned to restrain himself, and he could not change his face when facing difficulties from courtiers. He is too powerful, and he will not be overly suppressed and resentful and rebellious. It belongs to the classic "hit a stick and give a sweet date". After saying a few words to Li Min, he started the next agenda item.

The camera gradually zoomed in and out, from the fake smile on the emperor's face to the direction where Li Min was, and then slowly zoomed in to give "Li Min" a close-up of his face.

Li Min was dressed in a scarlet court attire, standing among a group of princes with Yugui in his hand and lowered his eyes. The masseter muscles on his cheeks moved slightly but did not show any anger. The mood is a bit sharper.

"Pass!"

When Zhou Bang's voice sounded, all the actors breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Yin, the actor of "Li Min", also quickly walked over to the director to watch the replay.

Wen Hong and Wen Cang stood at the entrance of the main hall, neither near nor far from the place where everyone was filming. Wen Hong lightly bumped Wen Cang with his shoulder and asked him, "Is it very powerful? Teacher Wang Yin and I are It was the first time we worked together, he was born in stage plays and dramas, and he only acted in dramas when he appeared in TV dramas, the feeling of acting with him is very different, and you can learn a lot from watching him act by the side."

Wen Cang nodded in agreement with his words.

After watching the replay, Wang Yin turned his head and saw two people standing near the door. He rolled up his wide sleeves to his elbows, walked towards Wenhong, and greeted him with a smile: "Xiaowen is also here to observe and study today." ?”

"Brother Wang," Wen Hong smiled and turned his head to signal Wang Yin to look at Wen Cang, and introduced him, "This is director Wen Cang, who is here to visit the set today."

"I've heard about the director's name for a long time." Wang Yin looked at Wen Cang, hesitated, and didn't take the initiative to shake his hand. "I've seen the movie made by the director before, and it's amazing."

"Thank you." Wen Cang nodded slightly, and did not continue to greet him politely.

Although Wen Cang's indifferent attitude is known to many people in the circle, it was still somewhat awkward when we actually met him. Wang Yin smiled at Wen Cang again and then turned to look at Wen Hong: "We are about to start filming the next scene. I'll go first."

"Okay." Wen Hong responded with a smile, and after watching him go back, he asked Wen Cang in a low voice, "Why do you feel like you don't like to see Brother Wang?"

"No," Wen Cang shook his head, "Actors I'm not very familiar with are like this."

He thought of something, put his hand on Wen Hong's shoulder, and sighed in a low voice: "Only when you first met, you would take the initiative to shake hands with me and talk to me. Everyone in the circle knows a little bit about my habits."

Having mentioned this, Wen Hong also recalled the situation when the two first met, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "It wasn't because of Ding Lao's face that I took the initiative to talk to you, who knows that Director Wen Da At that time, they looked down on me, and they were quite picky and disliked me."

There was no expression on Wen Cang's face, but he could feel that he was in a good mood now, and there was a smile in the black eyes that people always looked at each other with a little fear.

Most crews will start filming at the beginning of the year, and the hotels near the film and television city are almost fully booked, but director Wen Da still booked a room at the hotel where Wen Hong lives. Wen Hong has no show in the afternoon, but there is a big night He didn't want to disclose the relationship between the two in front of everyone, so Wen Cang went back to the hotel instead of waiting for him on the set.

Although Zhou Bang's production team is also strictly disciplined, if there are actors who want to do it on the production team for their birthdays, they will still acquiesce. The next day after the show, they will go to Wen Cang's pre-booked restaurant for dinner. Xie Yao and Chen An have also made orders Well, the cake, it's a simple 30th birthday.

The makeup of ancient dramas is much more troublesome than that of modern dramas, not to mention that in Zhou Bang, a director who requires strict and meticulous everything, he has to go to the scene to make up two hours in advance every morning, so everyone and Wen Hong finished their congratulatory speeches and finished eating. After the meal was over, no one persuaded him to drink, and no one dared to drink too much, but Wen Hong drank all the wine that the people in the crew gave Wen Hong, but he didn't look good when he drank, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or not.

After everyone had left, Wen Hong and Wen Cang walked back slowly.

After the night scene, Wen Hong only had time to simply remove his makeup, and there was a crimson mark at the end of his eyes that was unique to his "Prince Li Fei", like a tear that was about to fall.

"Are you going back to the main city later or early tomorrow morning?" Wen Hong knew that Wen Cang had also reserved a room in the hotel where he was staying, but he didn't know how long his "visiting" time would be.

"Tomorrow." Wen Cang raised his hand and gently rubbed the marks on the end of his eyes with his fingertips. He didn't wipe it off, but his fingertips were also stained a little red. "Can't you wash it off?"

"It can be washed off," Wen Hong also raised his hand to touch the corners of his eyes, "It's just a bit laborious, just go back and wash it with makeup remover a few more times."

Wen Cang made a "hmm" sound, and unconsciously twirled his fingertips,

Wen Cang's room was set on the fifth floor, and Wen Hong's was on the third floor. When the crew set up the room, the staff and actors were treated equally, and rooms on the third floor were reserved.However, considering the cost of the crew, the staff is divided into two rooms, and the group performances may have to be squeezed, and the actors are all in single rooms.

When the elevator reached the third floor, Wen Hong didn't get off. Wen Cang was a little puzzled, but he didn't say anything. It wasn't until Wen Hong went back to the room with him, looking down at the messages on his phone, that he couldn't help asking him: "Now It's a bit late, do you want to go back to rest early? Shall I take you back?"

Wen Hong put the lock screen of his phone back into his pocket, looked up and watched him open the door and go in. When he entered, he hung the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the outside before locking the door behind his back, leaning on the door with his arms folded and looking at Wen Cang :

"No way, no way, you won't come to the crew to visit my class for my birthday just to treat me to a meal, right?"

Wen Cang froze for a moment, pursed his lips and did not respond.

Wen Hong seemed to feel a little hot, so he took off his thick down jacket and hung it on the hook beside the door. On Cang's shoulders, he put a part of his weight on Wen Cang's body, half-closed his eyes and said with a drawn-out tone, "Director Wen, don't I have a birthday present?"

"What do you want?" Wen Cang twitched his lips, thinking that he might only be showing signs of drunkenness now, so he put his arms around his waist and let him lean against him.

"It's so boring if the birthday person chooses the gift." Wen Hong's fingertips lightly brushed across his Adam's apple, "Seriously, haven't you thought about making a movie for me as a birthday present?"

Wen Cang froze, his gaze fell on the tear-like red marks at the end of Wen Hong's eyes.

—He had indeed thought so before.

But he also gradually understood what Wenhong was exploring from time to time after returning from the trip to the aurora. Wenhong didn't like being praised as a "muse" by him, and he didn't want to be just a source of inspiration for his works.

This is different from the heart-warming love words when the two were interested in each other at first, but it became a forbidden word.

"Okay, then I'll specify the gift I want." Wen Hong licked his lips, raised his hand and pinched Wen Cang's chin to make him face himself, wrapped his eyelashes slightly and bit his lip, his voice The drunkenness was a bit vague, but it still allowed Alpha to hear the words he whispered on his lips very clearly.

"I want you."

The remaining alcohol was dispersed in the air by the drunken and smiling courtship, and permeated the nerves of the two of them, teasing Qingshan Yuquan's last calmness and self-restraint.

It is clear that Alpha is the dominant person in the AO relationship recognized by the public, but at this moment Wen Cang deeply feels that the dominant person between him and Wen Hong has always been Wen Hong.

He was involuntarily attracted by Wen Hong, led by him from his self-righteous creation hall into the world, into the fireworks of the world, and indulged in the indulgence and pleasure led by Wen Hong.

It can only be Wen Hong, and he is also willing.

Wen Cang was the one who didn't drink at the birthday party tonight, yet he allowed himself to get drunk in the joy of this perfect match.

But tonight's drunken smile is much more paranoid and stronger than before, which shows that the owner of the pheromone is also in a bad emotional state.

Wen Cang could already feel the trembling legs of the man wrapped around his waist, but he still closed his eyes to welcome the passionate kiss—if before, this man would have kicked him unceremoniously when he was hurt and tired. Alpha, who is in high spirits, doesn't give in at all.

Wen Cang held his wrist and pressed it on the pillow, but lowered his head and kissed lightly at the end of his eyes where tears and faded red marks were mixed. After panting for a moment, his breathing stabilized before he said softly, "No more, go to sleep."

Wen Hong opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze and surprise, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

Wen Cang didn't say anything more, raised his hand and pulled a new bathrobe on the head of the bed, wrapped it around him, got up and hugged him into the bathroom to take a bath, Wen Hong lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he was too tired, leaned on the He fell asleep on the bathtub wall, and didn't pick and choose Wen Cang's skills like he did at home.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when both of them went back to bed and lay down. Wen Hong didn't have a lot of scenes these days, but he still had to get up at 06:30 in the morning to change clothes and put on makeup in the group.

The smell of pheromone between the two of them has not dissipated, and the lingering smell from just now still lingers in the air. Wen Cang lay on his side next to Wen Hong, watching him sleeping soundly, but was in a daze for a long time.

——When he discussed the script of the next play with Xuan Weiyi, he mentioned Wen Hong's status and appearance in the crew. As a screenwriter, the director may not be as familiar with the characters he wrote , but he still praised Wen Hong for performing "Li Fei" without hesitation, but he pondered for a moment when he said that he might consider visiting the crew to discuss the script further.

"It's fine if you come to visit the set. It's not an exaggeration to say that he was Li Fei himself when he was filming, but I feel...he was a little too involved in the drama."

"He is very professional, so there will be no problems." Wen Cang was very relieved of Wen Hong.